Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Power (Black Jungle)

Two and two
Lookin' a tennis player
the Wu
You gangsta
Two and two
You? You
the motherfuckin' Wu
Stand for it now
Two and two, you know how we do
For you and crew, representin' the motherfuckin' Wu

catch me coolin' in Aruba, one sneaker on
Lookin' raw beautiful, a blue ruger, who you at?
Six hundred whale, steel color, Brazil us
Y'all niggaz is fake, all y'all do is from us
Remember line, I'm that nigga word to my mother
Slap one of y'all ass niggaz
Reefer from Egypt daddy we rock
All big niggaz heavy on the play diss niggaz
Ghost story blow 'em, RZA throw the through 'em
Me, woman cousin, jewelried out, talk to him
Hammers that bust endlessness, terrorism what?
in the seven, measure the whips

It's soul
Two and two
power
You how we do
power
For you and crew
Soul
Wu
Soul
You how we do
soul power
Two and two
power
For you and crew
Soul
Wu

I'm a dollar and a dream seein' a brick
In hallways, slingin' nicks and treys
it's on then it's on and poppin, shots lickin'
I'm this shit for the hood, glock clickin'
Tension in the street, we stressed, wanna eat
I walk the valley of death, the hotstepper
Holdin' red pepper, on reach
I need a beat to expand, the guide the hand
Pen stroke, excellent of literature
'Nights Egypt', 'Black as Arabia'
'Gundeliro', self I savior, I the

power
You how we do
power
For you and crew
Soul
Wu
Soul
You how we do
Soul power
Two and two
Soul
For you and crew
Soul
Wu

Aiyyo,
Aiyyo I got the whip like lemon
Roger Jerseys, the man blew
Seven coolies in the worthy and
I those rappers, keep the toast near the radiator
We like our warm, it's easier to make the papers
off, the cape came off, ghost g'd off
The track's like six months and I'm a beat off
At the airport attention always flow in my like
You let the best then his perfection and
Bitches be them, ghost you got so much shit
You need to cash in, bracelets 'em

Yo, yo
Line Cadillacs to blocks, Richard Pryor, Redd
records, flatfooted cops
Get systematic jumpin' in your socks
Mama's apple pie in the park
Reunited on the radio, superb
In the sprinklers girls dutchin on the curb
Sinatra, the pop the Jackson Five
Uptown saturday, came to harlem
circus was, bailey and barnum
Crack a Coca Cola, heat was my boredom
Dr. J Jordan, Al Green on the organ
When rerun did the dance, the whole saw him
The blackout fears, Brown, Pam Grier
Ford gear, your life and times queer
"Smokey the bear", Burt Reynolds hair
Throw 'em some gems, throw up your and say yeah, it's

It's soul
Two and two
Soul
You how we do
Soul
For you and your
Soul
Wu
Soul
You how we do
soul power
Two and two
power
For you and crew
Soul
Wu

{I'm the that got you talkin' bout "Fight the power".
Aye yo Flav!
Meth?
What you know niggaz from Long Island right?

True Long right?
All my
All life right?
All my

Word up, Freeport, Long Island, Roosevelt, Long
And and an an and went Westbury too
You from
Nah I got in Westbury, New Castle Park and them
Oh stop jokin, I ain't know
You from Hempstead? Yo man, my from Hempstead, the Heights Man

Word up, on man
Oh,
Hundred Terrace
Stop jokin, the El Dorados, what?
I got family up in El Dorados right now nigga
That's I'm from, that's my block
That's my block there! Aye yo!
That's right y'all, that's right, all good
Me and man from the motherfuckin' hood
So get it the bricks to the fuckin' wood
niggaz
Know what I mean? Word up to the up
They the bird, made him soup, now I sip from out my cup

Oh yo man you just hit me in the head a brick for real
You got me bleedin' from the side of the head
You're a beautiful person
Yo Meth, yo Meth.
Yo one two
Without me havin' my in the plug
I'm gettin shocked anyway,