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 wait is
Pop fu*kin....

[Chorus 2X: Method Man,
You better, watch your, muthafu*kin'
just wolves with beats
You clown n*ggas can't the streets, we send shot
Wu-Tang, we the east, taking over the block

Aiyo, aiyo, straight funky and polly, blue X
They lookin' for me, what the fu*k you behind me
everything I breathe on
I'm from a where n*ggas get jabbed and peed on
Whatever homey, we more
I might sneak you in the crib, see my in grasses
You try to get me on, yo
And when you see me, you I got my come-up arm on
called me up, rob me
Yeah, we got your seed in the back of the Beemer,
We like lion killas, catch me on stage with the in my right hand
Grenade in his leather
I scalp money, you know we and talk funny
ya'll corner rappers, don't ever walk up on me
I write with a safe Malcolm
Jeans muddy from clap with him

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

Man]
Garbage, ya up, go finish them rhymes up
All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is up
Niggas know where to find us, setting the up
Probably shoving them up, my rims is shined up
Wu, we on the rise up, spots 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, 11 tucked in front of the belt
moves, I'm killin' '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 arrest box is going off, Toney got grams
Got a bathtub full of white, lay it in sand
Montana about to blow, ya'll cowards like fans

[Inspectah
This is hard, larger than your black car
rap guard, I stomp the yard
I.N.S. spit monster bars, split, long
My dodge, bitch, y'all are frauds
I get it in like, Tim off the glass, my name
I'm like the Pres, men off to blast
What I spit, make 'em spend all cash, I'm so Wu
So new, I ain't rip off the tags

RZA done us, some cursed us on purpose
I'm the Grouch, my is a circus
Earner, plus a good learner, don't the hood
All I a good burner, Nat Turner
Snake rat murderer, all I hear is talk
Back full of goons, with bullet wound birthmarks
From the spark, you heard my response
(Wu-Tang) more exhaust, tomahawk, cruise missile, just

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

Put my in Da Front, reunite 'em
Make 'em all R.S.V.P., if they want it, we invite 'em
No beef, talk and more action
You can roll as a whole, and they'll you back in fractions
Break beat fanatic, with crates in attics
The Abbott pull out the 45, loop the
I scroll through the menu then, roll to the
The dress is armor, or get a hole up in you