Luyện nghe bài hát Soul Power (Black Jungle)

Two and two
Lookin' a tennis player
the Wu
You gangsta
Two and two
You? You
Representin' the Wu
for it right 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 whale, steel color, Brazil love us
Y'all niggaz is fake, all y'all do is from us
Remember this line, I'm that nigga word to my
Slap one of fake ass niggaz
Reefer from Egypt daddy we Magnums
All big niggaz heavy on the wrist play diss
Ghost blow 'em, RZA throw the fork through 'em
Me, woman cousin, jewelried out, talk to him
Hammers that bust endlessness, cover what?
Slide in the seven, measure the

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

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

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

Aiyyo,
Aiyyo I got the whip smellin' like
Clemence Jerseys, the man blew
Seven coolies in the worthy and
I crush rappers, keep the toast near the radiator
We our guns warm, it's easier to make the papers
off, the cape came 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, matchin' 'em

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

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

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

True Long Island
All my
All your right?
All my

Word up, Freeport, Long Island, Roosevelt, Island
And and an an and went Westbury too
You from
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,
Terrace Avenue
Stop jokin, the El Dorados, what?
I got family up in El Dorados right now word
That's where I'm from, that's my
That's my right there! Aye yo!
right y'all, that's right, it's all good
Me and method man from the motherfuckin'
So get it from the to the fuckin' wood
Yeah
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 head with a brick for
You got me bleedin' from the side of the head
a beautiful fuckin' person
Yo Meth, yo Meth.
Yo one two
me havin' my finger in the plug
I'm gettin shocked anyway,