Luyện nghe bài hát Uzi (pinky Ring)

Yo,
Don't erase none of that good shit in the
Yo, drinks on ya, get stank on ya
Yo, yo, Pinky shit, yo
That ring shit yo

It's that Pinky ring shit, the of masked kid
Shoot out the speakers my guns get Jurassic
bad, who am I? Dolemite classic
The back, hands on Angela Bassett
I my plastic, gun play I mastered
No coke, dope mixed down with on record

Broken and crafted in seconds
Lady's choice, the golden voice still
Better, it, bitch believe
I pull rabbits out the hat, up my sleeves
I air out the showroom, the shit can
Fix your weave, my expertise

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Read the headline, that was blast on Post
Dead King, he could ace Ghost
Queen, even Jack Monk
Probably him in Doc Doom's back trunk
I'm up at the Wu library Malcolm's, 'Any Means Necessary'

John John, straight up hold the ice
So like New York they had to name him twice
Name your price, I black out 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
Culture shock, for some of us all we got
you ball or not, you can all be shot

New York, New York, rhyme boss
name Charley Horse, bust with blind force
I smash set it and wreck for cash credit or
You crabs test, can't the threat
I dance on a nigga like my name's Zab
Rap Barracuda, XL kahuna

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

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

From matter to the big crunch
The vocals came in a without one punch
Rare glimpse from the, strictly advanced, proved
Reputation enhanced, since the was probable
So you contrast but don't blast
extreme depths, with the pen I hold fast

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

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