Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Worldwide

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

Who's the knucklehead wantin'
Who the fuck are you to me?
Yo, I slap, yo, I slap dick ta ya
Yo, respect, my word

Another Wu tradition, Street vision,
All my life I've been stricken
Always took what's mines, never was
A second just to rap sheet a bad decision

You can't knock the hustle or the life that I'm
Quick to slip the in, blow you out position
jurisdiction, nigga, no restriction
Concrete composition for emcee's in

Special crash, course 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, live or catch stitches
Or find yourself with Del, sleepin' with the
I got no love for fans that's fake ass
I stand the bid when that's all in my business

Wu-Tang and a day, don't get it twisted
I get lifted, I just shoot somethin' hot biscuit
street kids, we can't lost, we terrorize you district
Leave no finger prints and no survivin'

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

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

Yo, sharper than a Japanese Kitana
coma, piranhas crack teeth on my armor
Scandalous, I ran contra-bomber, stalker like rebels of
Death before dishonor, snake

Persona of one who drama
Godfather 4 type saga, tuckin' a revolver in my
Bombin' unprepared for departure, might talk but harder
Fear the bow of the archer

Sure shotter, I pass the rock to your
Poison darter, news photographers the horror
While I Shaunda with Tiwana and I from blue Honda
scholar, rockwilder, rip mic's for top dollar

Your highness, the holler
Got your head rock, feel the trauma
Crowd sponsor, hotter than Bahama steam
The of opera, popped off the chocolate and the Gosha
truck crush you impostors

Nowhere to run to, to hide
It's kids from the other side 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 dough, gotta go
Some didn't listen 'til my gun blow

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

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

Got the Clan as I continue
To you everythin' on that's on the menu
With John Jacob, remember Sunz Of Man
Told you Up?

My nigga smell the coffee, I'm too 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

Rappers gettin'
For stuck up and flossy
Say it so, bust the calico
Rap from the Island Stat', here we go

to run to, nowhere to hide
It's them kids from the other side Shaolin
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 don't blow, go
Fo' sho', if it ain't dough, go
Some didn't listen 'til my gun went

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