Luyện nghe bài hát Unpredictable

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

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

Dexter Wiggles] + (RZA)
If niggas is listening, the life we living in, is wrong
(Witty Wu-Tang is unpredictable, Witty is unpredictable)
for transitions, to save us from harm
We in the race for time... so we won't our mind
But if we run the like a thug
We lose that mind that we made of

You kept the weapon concealed like a magician's dollar bill
to pull a knife from out of his heal
Snatch the sword the rock with one hand
One finger, bzzz, ya body to sand
be hoping you'd be Spidey, to get away from this
You be hoping you be whitey when the get pissed
One man, can't uplift the
Method Man standing on the hands of fans
See the Captain and Lieutenants, descendant
Splendid, unprecidented, hip hop
Started from the park benches, before the NARCs snitch us
He was God Divine, trying to spark the wizzes