Luyện nghe bài hát Take it Back

On the firing line lock, one load
Ready on the Ready on the left?
Ready on the firing line? for your targets
Yeah, yeah, pay

Welcome to the fish fry where niggaz get burnt to a
out the pot, "Yeah yo I got this"
Long armor, on, I'm pro-drama
Catch me in the wildest beefs, I bombers

like Talibans, booted, my black ninjas
I'll come through, tuxedos on the gold llamas
Priceless like emeralds, out the ski mask
King Tut's nephew it to me for three bags

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

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

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

All my who pump
The spirit'll out and grab shit
Max with the laser on 'em, caskets
Broke bugged in the hallway maxing

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

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

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

Graveyard Shiftin', different day, the thing
The name ring then the chain swing and cling
green, Maury kicks, whips and new fitteds
Advocated by the few who do it

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

Relax, you got your tight, relax
Word,

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

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

truck money, Shazam bangles, play the throne like
Julius Caesar, gorilla mob, slash, Killah's
Fake passports and visas, all of my
be carryin' spoons because boom he had a massive seizure

Hot chocolate lovers, guns is
Detroit bitches out of be dyin' to fuck us
This is real talk, shank
Ben Franks, we like Jet Blue we stay hella

Curl on the L
We can't S P E L L MTV or TRL
novelists, we rank superior, guardin' the post
Down low in the 'jects, got it locked in area

Ain't tryin' to hurry up we rebel niggaz
Powdered up wildin' in the of Liberia
No the crime, I'm beatin' the case
If I'm a wrong, a chair hit a judge right in his

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

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

And the cost cheap, my advice is priceless
Bring back the life you thought was lifeless
Way of the Gun', son, who the nicest?
S.K., no stun gun, devices

Time Crisis, I played the game, low
In a brawl, ripped the phones out the walls in
Vipers in the infirmary rooms with
with hate in their blood might bite you

Fuck that bitch, your wife write your
Cancel her, buy one just like her
Pipers in the of ice taste righteous
Today's mathematics we build in cyphers
The baby automatic kill Air Force strikers
I'm still Asiatic I spill the hypeness

The dark and this place come here
right

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

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