Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Ya Mouth

[Intro:
You (General, general) (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang)
up, yeah (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang)
Suuuuuuuu, aiyo, man, the is over
Pop fu*kin....

[Chorus 2X: Method Man,
You better, watch your, mouth
It's just wolves beats
You clown n*ggas can't rule the streets, we shot
Wu-Tang, we rule the east, taking over the

Aiyo, aiyo, funky and polly, blue X 'liro
They for me, what the fu*k you behind me for?
Stressin' everything I on
I'm from a where n*ggas get jabbed and peed on
homey, we more lavish
I might sneak you in the crib, see my in grasses
You try to get me on, yo
And when you see me, you know I got my arm on
called me up, rob me
Yeah, we got your seed in the back of the Beemer,
We like lion killas, me on stage with the gauge in my right hand
in his leather bomber
I scalp money, you know we hungry and funny
Coffin ya'll corner rappers, ever walk up on me
I write with a safe Malcolm
Jeans getting muddy from clap him

[Masta
My first gun was a .32, right before
to the .38, maybe a 9
I prefer the .45, stay live, techs held the gate in '88
AR from far, the best tenth, camouflage vet, reppin' the set
We on the east wing, Trini' ting, bad
We up at Spring, with thing thing
My crew strong, we no search
Or your done, you know how it run
places, covered faces, beat cases
A big mouth get your teeth knocked the fu*k out
Keep it ninja, money, stay ninja
I injure, any contender

[Method
Garbage, ya time's up, go them rhymes up
All my soldiers is lined up, my is crimed up
Niggas where to find us, setting the grind up
Probably shoving them pies up, my rims is up
Wu, we on the rise up, supplied up
to get you wind up, box, then find her
Scratch, we got 'em sized up, and the east is in the house
You, you, you, you, you
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Killah]
On the side of the projects, skully
Bubble 'lo goose, mack 11 tucked in of the belt
Prestigious moves, I'm 'em, hoes, I'm drillin' 'em
We like George out in the streets, we grillin' 'em
In the van, 45's and dealy's, ready to
A house arrest box is off, Toney got grams
Got a bathtub full of white, lay it in like
Montana about to blow, ya'll cowards like fans

Deck]
This is boulevard hard, larger your black car
Camouflage rap guard, I the yard
I.N.S. spit bars, split, long cigars
My dodge, bitch, y'all are frauds
I get it in like, Tim off the glass, my name
I'm the Pres, sending men off to blast
I spit, make 'em spend all they cash, I'm so Wu
So new, that I rip off the tags

RZA done us, some cursed us on purpose
I'm the Grouch, my mouth is a
Earner, plus a good learner, need the hood
All I needs a burner, Nat Turner
Snake rat murderer, all I hear is turf
Back room's full of goons, with bullet wound
From the first spark, you my response
(Wu-Tang) more exhaust, tomahawk, missile, just launch

Bzzz, out the beehive, you dip and you
But you still can't survive, you can't see past
the outlook, this is not in the book
You being dragged across the floor, round your jaw my hook
Lyrical juks, five mil', the deal, off the
Steve gave the nod, the Universal good look
Still poison venom, red monkey and Wu denim
Had suits, caramel sundae, all in 'em

Put my in Da Front, reunite 'em
Make 'em all R.S.V.P., if they want it, we don't 'em
No beef, talk and more action
You can roll as a whole, and they'll send you back in
Break beat fanatic, crates deep in attics
The pull out the 45, loop the static
I scroll through the menu then, roll to the
The code is armor, or get a hole up in you