Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Power (Black Jungle)

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

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

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

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

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

Aiyyo,
I got the whip smellin' like lemon
Roger Jerseys, the man blew
Seven coolies in the worthy and
I crush those rappers, keep the near the radiator
We our guns warm, it's easier to make the papers
Stayed off, the cape off, ghost g'd off
The track's doin' six months and I'm a beat off
At the airport attention flow in my direction like
You let the best then sparkle his 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
Jukebox records, cops
Get automatic systematic jumpin' in socks
Mama's apple pie in the park
Reunited on the radio, Wu-Tang
In the sprinklers girls double on the curb
Sinatra, the pop the Five recordings
Uptown saturday, cotton came to
circus was, bailey and barnum
Crack a Coca Cola, summer heat was my
Dr. J Jordan, Al Green on the organ
When rerun did the dance, the whole saw him
The blackout fears, Foxxy Brown, Pam
Ford gear, your life and times queer
"Smokey the bear", Burt Reynolds gray
Throw 'em gems, throw up your fists and say yeah, it's

soul power
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
Soul
For you and crew
Soul
Wu

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

True Long right?
All my
All your life
All my

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

Word up, on man
Oh,
Hundred Avenue
jokin, the El Dorados, nigga what?
I got up in El Dorados right now nigga word
where I'm from, that's my block
That's my block there! Aye yo!
right y'all, that's right, it's all good
Me and method man from the hood
So get it from the bricks to the fuckin'
Yeah
Know I mean? Word up to the bird 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 from the side of the head Meth
You're a beautiful fuckin'
Yo Meth, yo Meth.
Yo one two
Without me my finger in the plug
I'm shocked anyway, hahaha}