Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Worldwide

Who's the knucklehead wantin'
Wantin' respect, wantin'
doubt the Life
Who's the knucklehead wantin'

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

Wu tradition, Street vision, listen
All my life I've poverty stricken
Always took mines, never was given
A chance just to rap sheet a bad decision

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

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

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

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

Nowhere to run to, nowhere to
them kids 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 didn't listen my gun went blow

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

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

shotter, I pass the rock to your starter
Poison darter, news photographers document the
I bounce Shaunda with Tiwana and I from blue Honda
Honorable scholar, rockwilder, rip mic's for top

Your highness, the holler
Got your head rock, the brain trauma
sponsor, hotter than Bahama steam saunas
The Rebel of opera, off the chocolate and the Gosha
Monster truck crush you

to run to, nowhere to hide
It's them kids 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 ain't dough, go
Some didn't listen my gun went blow

I'm the four mic emcee with mic potential
Overlooked 'cuz y'all can't understand what I been
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 slap a out ya dental
Underground, sound, for ghetto
Up shit's creek for some more shit to get into

Got the jewels as I continue
To serve you everythin' on on the menu
With Chef John Jacob, remember Of Man
you Wake 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 Force if ya me
Shaolin what? Don't get it up and cross me

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

Nowhere to run to, to hide
It's them kids from the other side Shaolin
Man, Homocide, nowhere 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
Some listen 'til my gun went blow

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