Luyện nghe bài hát Unpredictable

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

Deck]
I hold it with the bolo grip, solo control the
Behold, P.L.O. the click, man, over with
So quick, how we bang with the knuckles bare
Wu-Tang, keep it fresh tupper ware
The Jungle, House, gat in your mouth
with the wild life, cannibal out
Give this course meal in effect, reel to reel or cassette
Or with the mask on, peelin' the
Killah Hill, man, you feelin' my set, my rep
with the top down, wheelin' the 'Vette
Scoop me downtown, cop the and back to the bids
a blunt in front of Jake and still mash on the strip
Face sick with the rap shit, stacking chips
In the pits, stick shit, cats packing them
Bad bitch the black six, after my dick
She like, this your pussy, and she 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
raw, cause a 'massacre' with no 'chainsaw'
Half y'all talk about it, but you want war
See my wolves eat the bones and we still want
We be foaming at the mouth, even, I doubt we leave without
So without reason, 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 between the

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

You kept the weapon concealed a magician's secret dollar bill
Liable to pull a knife from out of his
Snatch the from the rock with one hand
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 when the judge get
One man, uplift the land
Like Method Man on the hands of fans
See the Captain and Lieutenants, true
Splendid, unprecidented, hip hop
Started from the park benches, the NARCs could snitch us
He was God Cypher Divine, trying to the wizzes