Luyện nghe bài hát Tar Pit

[Hook: Man (George Clinton)]
Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, your sword sharp (1-2-3-4)

Blood money mercenaries, think you can Wu?
a foot race, who can out-hustle who?
Hip hop flunky, monkey see, monkey do
Great minds connect like mobster
Sit back, let me do my, thing
I'm in the Hip Hop Hall of Fame, on the is the plaques
Old ball and chain, I her Madam X
She big cannons, sex unprotected
You better respect it, kid, we to set trip
You get ya neck ripped, are scoping
I sell crack, I sell dopium
Catch him at the podium, nah, he moving too
X, behind the bulletproof glass
You need a Wu pass, a bag of high
Easy with the flicks, baby, I'm shy

Method Man (George Clinton)]
Get that money, God, keep your sword (1-2-3-4)

We might have to 8 Diagram one of y'all
We grind and we hustle for cheese
Got our on the front of CD's, we off the hook
W.T.C. y'all soft and
Y'all not built like the Cuban Linx Clan get CREAM
And back heads down every we sing
us a hundred grand for a show, let us rock
For more money, more chicks, private stock

They call me Streetlife, the taste
Out ya mug, know ya place, you ain't thug, fix ya
a slug, catch a case
Meanwhile, beat trial, back on cash cow
CREAM, however, a street brother know how
Point blank, I'm pulling rank, calling shot, I got
the rock, my hand's hot, hit 'em with the showshotter
Peace to my ala mater, Wu-Tang scholars
Never for less, promoters pay us top dollar

Method Man (George Clinton)]
Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside)
Get money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sword (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside)
Get that money, God, keep your sharp (1-2-3-4)

[Outro: George
The Clan'll talk, Calabama niggaz all'll
Talking that short shit, we was s'posed to be cool
Only the clue's on the end of the stick
let the monkeys out the cage
Over-crowded blood bamboo bimbo
skeezer crackrock hoodrat
Somebody let the monkeys out the
here is down to a feeding dreadlock
Armpit two Buckwheat's in a headlock
Macy Gray's between your leg lock
Somebody let the monkeys out the
Ya mother's so cross-eyed, when she cry roll down her back
Somebody let the out the cage
Somebody let the monkeys out the
[coughs] This shit is strong, god damn, you got in there?
Over-crowded police blood bamboo
Chickenhead skeezer hoodrat
let the monkeys out the cage
Ya so cross-eyed, when she cry tears roll down her back
niggaz all'll quit
Talking short dick shit
Speak up, no loud speaker but I'm loud
ass kicking, truth got there in crowd
Shit, they me the lethal lip
The linguistic, full metal of venacular ballistic
Shooting out at the without Chap or Blistec
Here's a mothafucka, I didn't diaper rash
I'm verbally toxic, metal-piercing, forked, hollow tongue
Dum dum, pow, shot from gattling
Hooked on phonics, packing a vicious
Malicious, with and mayhem
Fuck a dictionary, give me the mic and slay
Them and literally poetic
Pissing me the off, missing me with that shit
I stick a foot so far up in ya ass
You won't be able to pass gas
So far in ya ass that one of my knees rise so far above ya head
And you drown of a poetic ass
Leaving lyrical lacerations on your lungs, from a hangnail
hung on my big toe, as I flow upward
Kicking yo on ya eardrum, you wanna hear
Tap dance on ya tonsils, kiwi shoe polish on ya breath
in ya best rhyme, and I'm the access on the rest
Call me the proverbial menacing dentist
With the drill, I got lyrical
I could perform root canals
It's to fuck with me
Kick ya wisdom teeth ya throat
Leaving you to
On where it hurts, vocals
down ya vocal cord and windpipe tight
With toe jamming and ya hemmoroids
the dumb shit...