Luyện nghe bài hát Take it Back

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

Welcome to the fish fry where niggaz get to a crisp
out the pot, "Yeah yo I got this"
Long armor, on, I'm pro-drama
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 check out Rae said
Lay on your hands, let the Branson bread

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Blomberg, make a cop the Mossberg
ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg
Old man me, don't be, blind to deception, only
Sharp with perfection, homey, mind is a weapon

Relax, you got your muscles tight,
Word,

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

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

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

Hot chocolate lovers, guns is
bitches out of town be dyin' to fuck us
This is real talk, shank
Ben Franks, we like Jet we stay 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 rebel niggaz
Powdered up in the streets of Liberia
No matter the crime, I'm the case
If I'm a wrong, a chair hit a right in his face

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

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

And the cost cheap, my advice is priceless
Bring the life that you thought was lifeless
'The Way of the Gun', son, who the
S.K., no stun gun, smooth

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

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

The dark and this place come here
That's

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