Luyện nghe bài hát Warrior Chiefs

*sounds of

sampled]
I'm the chief.
I'm the merciless God of that disturbs me in my universe.
Fuck me and you will suffer my wrath.

[Buddha
assassination day, so the devil now prays
That the bombs from this God don't sound no
Now stay calm, let me move like Rahmadan
Speak one then you're gone, drop like Hiroshimo bombs
of this playing made by 36 Chambers
It's death by wishes and mad niggaz is getting
warn you, this shit here is about to get pathetic
And there's fucking boys getting shipped out by FedEx, If I it
Then it's best that you your fucking head, kid
I re-design your chromosomes and make that shit my home
Get out my war zone! and leave you hit down all alone
I attack, Killa Bee's chopping with an axe

[Dutch Masta
Fuck, it's dangerous in game to bust
In holes, while triffels your trust
Representing Brooklyn from the on
No question, we keep the on
Hoes, now get your on
Now you're on some shit, we bust a nut on
All you niggaz waiting for bitch, just hold on
Desert eagles busting at flying the coup
I see you're face in the plate, eating my soup
Now you're on a vibe, then rob me
Brooklyn Zu, we float through foreign currency

Assassin of Zu Manchuz]
Sixteen kings,
Going against the odds and the
A universal verse
The first to this right or wrong turf
Trapped in the Earth's
Knowing the wisdom and the knowledge, things is clear
A hundred and eighty angle, straight line, bridge
asylum, strangle this kid
That man got rocked away far like hemmy's
Vision off, they keeping one with the froth
pussy, john protection, court minister, three six zeros
Spillin treble, a bow and arrow in hands of a crossed-eye

Fensta]
Like Jeff Domer and his of dicks, I shred cliques
Crews, camps, clams, shit, the Iron
of Shaolin, but Manchurian
Learned in divine pamplets
Manuals with horrendous skills
Intentional calculated kills from the
When Zu had nightmares, Manchuz came on through
Assassin's interior, humble
You're getting warrier, stagering the javelin
get ate, like Pharoah Gram's, see eight
Motivate, Manchuz the plate
Went back for seconds, turned MC's to
Ricans, Again Christians
Believing in mysteries and their
and swift like cheaters
We be crumbling with murderous intentions

[Drunken of Zu Manchuz]
It's the number one rap creator forcing rhymes to make your boggle
Guzzling MC's like a of OE, Drunken, pass me another cup
Round up, mad jam, bust some rhymes and make them duck
Too late, watch your fucking aisle, I'm Tyson
When I'm slicing, are accurate and precise then
Hitting straight to the point, I don't smoke
I only drink and blunts, so my niggaz appointed me
Malik, the Drunken Dragon, I'll burn ass if you're lyrics are sagging
'cause rhymes are shitty, y'all move quick and niggaz say did-he
Do what I think he just did, that kid is
I don't need a commitee, I just appear when I intend to
Roast an MC 'cause that's an my agenda, sure contender, wack MC
your draws, Manchuz'll get up in you

[Poppa Chief of Zu
The click got crime with it, back like I cracked a jackel
ankles, gang tackle
Most wanted like Tickle Me last Christmas
Today the perfect day to test my sword play
it, before I did it, then I shitted
Lovely like Jada Pinkett naked in Lyrics
Bank on it, got my wrench and my shank on it
Give me a beat this and I get stank on it
Players is older, the older's getting younger
The is getting wiser, crackheads getting bolder
I wouldn't tell you nothing to hurt you, unless I like you
One way or another Zu get you

[Shorty Stain of Brooklyn Zu]
I keep the toast in the
About to stick some
Run your garment, I hear my stomach calling
It's a predicament, I'm
but you don't see me
'cause I'ma get this loot if it me
lock your shit down like a master lock
Rolling with a flock
Brooklyn Zu, those the
No claiming colors, but strictly claiming of fame
I'm niggaz we the stain on their brain
life, we roll dice and rock diamonds
'cause we shining as we bubble on gold mine
And sip fine wines all my kinds
cuffies, crazy cuffies
You niggaz bring your ruffy
Rhymes is like a bag of illy
Niggaz with the real, come hear me

of Zu Manchuz]
Duel, I must stalk for the behind this shit
War in the bloody pill like alligators
Perpetrators got laced, War written on his
Nigga lost his place and his in his place
Clip full for too long leaks it
Reload, at the sky, boo you watch a mole
This original Manchu, assassin
Gun, ax, whipper, we bounce of your block satisfaction
Destroy your anatomy
Killing niggaz was be be
Not logically, but
man died in a blaze of glory
Sword cut your bodies