Luyện nghe bài hát Uzi (pinky Ring)

Yo,
Don't erase of that good shit in the beginnin'
Yo, drinks on ya, get stank on ya
Yo, yo, Pinky shit, yo
That Pinky shit yo

It's that Pinky ring shit, the legend of kid
out the speakers when my guns get Jurassic
Super bad, who am I? classic
The back, hands on Angela Bassett
I handle my plastic, gun play I
No coke, mixed down with acid on record

Broken down and crafted in
Lady's choice, the voice still peppered
Better, it, bitch believe
I pull out the hat, tricks up my sleeves
I air out the showroom, the shit can
Fix your weave, behold my

I got my Uzi back you is whack, face it the Wu is back
I got my Uzi back you dudes is whack, face it the Wu is

it back to the people, leanin' gettin' rec room punch
We in them authentic alley switchin' major general
Niggaz, five stars, both arms rock when coke
We read a hundred niggaz palms silencers, garbage of hash
For every cop we paid retired now the on smash
Gash you out your burner fast, you swing hatin' me
Now respect get your off the glass

I got my Uzi back you dudes is whack, face it the Wu is
I got my Uzi back you dudes is whack, face it the Wu is

Yo what the yo? Yo what the fuck y'all comin' for?
Get the fuck away from my door, we got big in here
over there with blue bag and E pills stashed under the chair
And there's Boss Hog black and white pit with the pink

Stan thought he was soft 'til he bit his fingers, the had me dyin'
Yo, big fat nigga big cat nigga all season on the beach truck
Stuck with Hawaiian ice diamond twice the whole city
I bought Fubu blew you, authentic doodoo, picture the fog out
karat rap between noodles

I got my Uzi you dudes is whack, face it the Wu is back
I got my Uzi you dudes is whack, face it the Wu is back

Up at Killa Bee headquarters, rips is poured up
I saw Johnny sippin' Henny from a out cup
Yo the blunt, two-way vibratin' off the hip
I sit took, three off the honey-dip
Now what you talkin'? You see my gold sparkin'?
Ain't to hear what you dogs be barkin'

Read the headline, that was blast on Post
Dead King, thought he could ace
Queen, couldn't Jack Monk
Probably him in Doc Doom's back trunk
I'm up at the Wu library readin' Malcolm's, 'Any Necessary'

John, Bacardi straight up hold the ice
So nice like New York had to name him twice
your price, I black out then change the lights
Give you the same advice I gave my wife

Don't fuck with mine, Clan you lumps in nine
Let the smoke clear so the sun can shine
shock, for some of us that's all we got
Whether you ball or not, you can all be

New York, New York, rhyme boss
Code name Charley Horse, bust blind force
I smash set it and for cash credit or check
You test, can't measure the threat
I dance on a like my name's Zab Judah
Rap Barracuda, three XL

to get it perkin' and 'cause a disturbance
I'm thirstin', feel what I feel we can merge then
Creep it the states in V8's and 12's
My weight's hell, fuck me then brace yourself
The Noble, Sir I Mogul
Known to blast vocals, and move global on you

This is grown man talkin', I split your head
I'm from the East the streets run red from the bloodshed
Hit Chef for the rice and peas Nuff respect E tumbled at ease
My can't wait to squeeze the automatic
They need wreck like a drug dealer need a
on the 95, sting like a killer bee
Your can't hit what your eyes can't see

From dark matter to the big
The vocals came in a bunch one punch
Rare glimpse from the, strictly advanced, proved
Reputation enhanced, since the 'cause was
So you compare contrast but don't
Through extreme depths, the pen I hold fast

the block thirst for one became all
Shot 'em the long forgotten rainfall
in a vivid fashion with simplicity
The couldn't verify the authenticity
The came from the pressure of heat
Then it was laid out, on the ground to pave

I got my Uzi back you dudes is whack, it the Wu is back
I got my Uzi back you is whack, face it the Wu is back