Luyện nghe bài hát Take it Back

On the firing line lock, one load
Ready on the right? on the left?
Ready on the firing Watch 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, construction's on, I'm
Catch me in the beefs, I bring bombers

Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black
I'll come through, on with the gold llamas
Priceless emeralds, check out the ski mask
Tut's 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 check out Rae said
Lay on your hands, let the Branson bread

High energy, all my 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 been a

in my headphones, red in my stones
Good ganja out, if I die fill up my
water, dough, acid and gold classics

All my who pump
The spirit'll jump out and grab
Max the laser on 'em, staircase caskets
Broke thugs in the hallway maxing

Still them niggaz, straight up
Whoa, hold up, up

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

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

Graveyard Shiftin', day, the same 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, a nigga cop the Mossberg
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a like Wahlberg
Old man told me, don't be, to deception, only
with perfection, homey, your mind is a weapon

Relax, you got your muscles tight,
Word,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The dark and this place come here
right

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

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