Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Power (Black Jungle)

Two and two
Lookin' a tennis player
the Wu
You nigga?
Two and two
You isn't
Representin' the Wu
Stand for it now
Two thousand and two, you how we do
For you and your crew, the motherfuckin' Wu

Aiyyo me coolin' in Aruba, one sneaker on
raw beautiful, a blue ruger, who you lookin' at?
Six hundred whale, steel color, love us
Y'all is fake, all y'all do is steal from us
Remember this line, I'm nigga word to my mother
Slap one of y'all ass niggaz
Reefer from Egypt we rock Magnums
All big niggaz heavy on the wrist play niggaz
Ghost blow 'em, RZA throw the fork through 'em
Me, wonder woman cousin, out, talk to him
that bust endlessness, cover terrorism what?
Slide in the seven, measure the

It's power
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
Soul
For you and your
power
Wu

I'm a dollar and a dream seein' a brick
In grimy hallways, slingin' and treys
When it's on then it's on and poppin, shots
I'm spittin' this shit for the hood, clickin'
Tension in the street, we stressed, still eat
I walk through the of death, the hotstepper
Holdin' red pepper, on reach
I need a beat to expand, the mind the hand
Pen stroke, excellent of literature
'Nights over Egypt', as Arabia'
'Gundeliro', I savior, I need the

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

Aiyyo,
Aiyyo I got the whip smellin' like
Clemence Jerseys, the man blew
Seven coolies in the worthy and
I crush those rappers, keep the toast near the
We like our guns warm, it's easier to the papers
Stayed off, the cape off, ghost g'd off
The track's like doin' six and I'm a beat off
At the airport attention always in my direction like
You let the best sparkle his perfection and
Bitches be askin' them, ghost you got so shit
You need to in, bracelets matchin' 'em

Yo, yo
Line Cadillacs to blocks, Pryor, Redd Foxx
Jukebox records, flatfooted
Get automatic systematic jumpin' in your
Mama's apple pie in the park
Reunited on the radio, superb
In the girls double dutchin on the curb
Sinatra, the pop the Jackson recordings
saturday, cotton came to harlem
Ringmaster circus was, and barnum
Crack a Cola, summer heat was my boredom
Dr. J before Jordan, Al on the organ
When rerun did the dance, the whole saw him
The blackout fears, Foxxy Brown, Pam
Ford motor gear, your life and times
"Smokey the bear", Reynolds gray hair
Throw 'em some gems, up your fists and say yeah, it's

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

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

True Island right?
All my
All your right?
All my

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

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

Oh yo man you just hit me in the with a brick for real
You got me bleedin' from the side of the head
You're a fuckin' person
Yo Meth, yo Meth.
Yo one two
me havin' my finger in the plug
I'm gettin shocked anyway,