Luyện nghe bài hát Take it Back

On the firing line lock, one round
Ready on the right? Ready on the
Ready on the firing line? Watch for your
Yeah, yeah, pay

Welcome to the fish fry where get burnt to a crisp
out the pot, "Yeah yo I got this"
Long armor, construction's on, I'm
Catch me in the beefs, I bring bombers

Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black
I'll come through, tuxedos on with the gold
like emeralds, check out the ski mask
King nephew gave it to me for three bags

Of heron, Don Baron, a bag of blow
Fifth out, runnin' up in Saks the ill army
Shake Feds, play dead, yo out what Rae said
Lay on your hands, let the break bread

energy, all my niggaz a kin to me
Regardless how it go down I get ten a ki
of my enemies, y'all remember me
Nike's with the low goose on and I've a beast

Wildin' in my headphones, red in my
ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones
With water, dough, and gold classics

All my niggaz who
The jump out and grab shit
Max with the laser on 'em, caskets
bugged thugs in the hallway maxing

Still them 1-6-Ooh niggaz, up
Whoa, up, hold up

The aim, rip through your frame for pocket change
Fiend for the Rush Hour 4, then pop a
Thousand corks pop, pause or get off top
to be a general, just lost your spot

Animal House, two grand'll your mouth
Beast with the G-Code, cancel 'em out
Son, I've seen hell, fell into the palms of Satan
Don that I am made 'em bow in the of God

Graveyard Shiftin', day, the same thing
The name ring the chain swing and dames cling
Money green, kicks, whips and new fitteds
by the few who do live it

Blomberg, make a nigga cop the
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter Wahlberg
Old man told me, be, blind to deception, only
Sharp with perfection, homey, your is a weapon

Relax, you got your tight, relax
Word,

First we told niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh?
We gon' take it back this
By the you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh?
We gon' take it back with

you even had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang"
We gon' take it back with
we was runnin' on the block, you was under your pops, remember
We gon' take it back with this, go

Armored truck money, Shazam bangles, the throne like
Caesar, gorilla mob, slash, Killah's guard
Fake and visas, all of my goons
They be carryin' spoons boom he had a massive seizure

Hot chocolate lovers, guns is
Detroit bitches out of town be to fuck us
is real talk, shank lullabies
Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue we hella high

Curl on the L
We even S P E L L MTV or TRL
Supreme novelists, we rank superior, the post
low in the 'jects, got it locked in your area

Ain't tryin' to hurry up we like niggaz
Powdered up in the streets of Liberia
No matter the crime, I'm beatin' the
If I'm a wrong, a chair hit a judge in his face

Shittin' shanks out, come to court
Mittens on shines with Wally's that's the color of wine
Talk to me, my mystique
Kick back the boards, six a week

Pay homage, the don beat, you're a minor threat
I see your roll down your cheek
And soft and sweet, your talk is pork
Get in New York when I enforce the heat

And the ain't cheap, my advice is priceless
Bring back the that you thought was lifeless
'The Way of the Gun', son, who the
S.K., no stun gun, smooth

Time Crisis, I played the game, low
In a brawl, ripped the phones out the in Riker's
Vipers in the infirmary rooms slicers
Shiesters hate in their blood might bite you

Fuck that bitch, your wife don't write
Cancel her, buy another one like her
in the bucket of ice taste righteous
Today's when we build in cyphers
The baby kill like Air Force strikers
I'm Asiatic when I spill the hypeness

The dark and place will come here
right

First we y'all niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh?
We gon' it back with this
By the time you get a show, we've been all the globe, huh?
We gon' take it back this

Before you had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang"
We gon' take it back this
we was runnin' on the block, you was under your pops, remember
We gon' take it back this, let's go