Luyện nghe bài hát Unpredictable

[Intro:
Plush and rollies, ice chains and stogies
No could hold me, in this Thug World

[Inspectah
I hold it the bolo grip, solo control the strip
Behold, P.L.O. the click, man, over with
So quick, notice how we bang with the bare
Wu-Tang, keep it fresh like ware
The Jungle, Animal House, gat in your
with the wild life, cannibal out
Give this five meal in effect, reel to reel or cassette
Or with the on, peelin' the tech
Killah Hill, man, you my set, feelin' my rep
with the top down, wheelin' the 'Vette
Scoop me downtown, cop the and back to the bids
Twist a blunt in front of and still mash on the strip
Face sick with the rap shit, stacking chips
In the pits, stick shit, cats packing them
Bad bitch with the black six, after my
She like, this your pussy, and she smash my
Not a fake, not a fraud, see my on the wall
Niggas straight, like an inmate, make the board
Snake waiting, came for sure, I lay law
Stay raw, a 'massacre' with no 'chainsaw'
Half y'all talk about it, but you want war
See my eat the bones and we still want more
We be at the mouth, even, I doubt we leave without eating
So reason, pounds are squeezing
The lifestyle of and beans, big dreams and CREAM
Bitches ride like the Scream
For a of it, the chick strip, clean out the jeans
thing she was smuggling coke between the seams

[Hook: Wiggles] + (RZA)
If real niggas is listening, the life we living in, is
(Witty is unpredictable, Witty Wu-Tang is unpredictable)
Back for transitions, to save us from
We in the race for time... so we lose our mind
But if we run the like a thug
We would that mind that we made of

You the weapon concealed like a magician's secret dollar bill
Liable to pull a from out of his heal
Snatch the sword from the rock with one
One finger, bzzz, turn ya to sand
You'll be hoping you'd be Spidey, to get from this
You be hoping you be whitey the judge get pissed
One man, can't the land
Like Man standing on the hands of fans
See the Captain and Lieutenants, true
Splendid, unprecidented, hip hop
Started from the park benches, before the NARCs could us
He was God Divine, trying to spark the wizzes