Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Worldwide

Who's the knucklehead wantin'
Wantin' respect, wantin'
Never the Life
Who's the knucklehead respect?

Who's the knucklehead wantin'
Who the are you to criticize me?
Yo, I slap, yo, I slap ta ya wifey
Yo, respect, that's my

Wu tradition, Street vision, listen
All my life been poverty stricken
Always took what's mines, was given
A second just to rap sheet a bad decision

You can't the hustle or the life that I'm livin'
Quick to the clip in, blow you out position
Street jurisdiction, nigga, no
composition for emcee's in submission

Special edition crash, mission
Push through the task force to crush all competition
See you from a distance, dry snitchin',
To your man posted up like two bitches

When you get the heart, step live or stitches
Or find yourself with Del, sleepin' with the
I got no love for fans that's fake ass
I can't stand the bid when all in my business

Forever and a day, don't get it twisted
I get lifted, I shoot somethin' from hot biscuit
These kids, we can't lost, we terrorize you district
Leave no finger prints and no witness

Nowhere to run to, to hide
It's them from the other side Shaolin Worldwide
Street Life, Homocide, to run to
to hide, boo, we P.L.O.

Fo' sho', if it flow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it don't blow, go
Fo' sho', if it dough, gotta go
Some listen 'til my gun went blow

Yo, thoughts than a Japanese Kitana
Ninja coma, piranhas crack teeth on my
Scandalous, I ran contra-bomber, stalker rebels of Rwanda
before dishonor, snake charmer

Persona of one who makes
Godfather 4 saga, tuckin' a revolver in my Parker
Bombin' unprepared for departure, might but strike harder
Fear the bow of the silent

Sure shotter, I pass the rock to your
Poison darter, photographers document the horror
While I bounce Shaunda with Tiwana and I blue Honda
Honorable scholar, rockwilder, rip for top dollar

Your highness, the crowd
Got your head rock, feel the brain
Crowd sponsor, hotter than Bahama steam
The Rebel of opera, popped off the chocolate and the
Monster truck you impostors

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to
It's them kids from the other Shaolin Worldwide
I.N.S., Homocide, to run to
to hide, boo, we P.L.O.

Fo' sho', if it flow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it don't blow, go
Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, go
Some didn't listen 'til my gun went

I'm the four mic with five mic potential
Overlooked y'all can't understand what I been through
You ain't got to love me or pretend to
Actin' like the street, they got no street credentials

Track villains, rats be instrumentals
They catch fillin' and a feelin' out ya dental
Underground, sound, for ghetto
Up shit's creek lookin' for some more to get into

Got the Clan jewels as I
To serve you on that's on the menu
With Chef Jacob, remember Sunz Of Man
Told you Up?

My nigga the coffee, I'm too hardcore to kill softly
Come to free the mind and get the up off me
The Jedi, only use The if ya force me
Shaolin what? Don't get it up and cross me

gettin' stuck
For actin' stuck up and
Say it ain't so, the calico
Rap from the Island Stat', here we go

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to
them kids from the other side Shaolin Worldwide
Method Man, Homocide, to run to
to hide, boo, we P.L.O.

Fo' sho', if it don't flow, go
Fo' sho', if it blow, gotta go
Fo' sho', if it dough, gotta go
didn't listen 'til my gun went blow

Wantin' respect, wantin'
Who's the knucklehead respect?
respect, wantin' respect
Wantin' respect, niggas in the