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: Man, Raekwon]
You better, watch your, muthafu*kin'
It's just wolves with
You n*ggas can't rule the streets, we send shot
Wu-Tang, we the east, taking over the block

Aiyo, aiyo, funky and polly, blue X 'liro
They lookin' for me, the fu*k you behind me for?
everything I breathe on
I'm from a boulevard where n*ggas get jabbed and on
Whatever homey, we more
I might sneak you in the crib, see my lizards in
You try to get me on, yo
And you see me, you know I got my come-up arm on
called me up, rob me
Yeah, we got your seed in the of the Beemer, starving
We like lion killas, catch me on stage with the gauge in my hand
Grenade in his leather
I money, you know we hungry and talk funny
Coffin ya'll corner rappers, ever walk up on me
I write with only a Malcolm
getting muddy from clap with him

[Masta
My first gun was a .32, right *ugh*
Graduated to the .38, a 9
I the .45, stay live, techs held the crack gate in '88
AR spit 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 take no
Or your party done, you how it run
Spray places, faces, beat cases
A big mouth get your teeth knocked the fu*k out
Keep it ninja, money, stay ninja
I injure, any contender

Man]
Garbage, ya time's up, go finish rhymes up
All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is up
Niggas know where to us, setting the grind up
Probably shoving them up, my rims is shined 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 when the east is in the
You, you, you, you, you
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[Ghostface
On the of the projects, gray skully
Bubble 'lo goose, 11 tucked in front of the belt
Prestigious moves, I'm killin' 'em, hoes, I'm '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 of white, lay it in like sand
Tone about to blow, ya'll cowards like fans

[Inspectah
This is boulevard hard, than your black car
Camouflage rap guard, I stomp the
I.N.S. spit monster bars, split, cigars
My click dodge, bitch, y'all are
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 all they cash, I'm so Wu
So new, I ain't rip off the tags

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

Bzzz, out the beehive, you dip and you
But you still can't survive, you can't see five
Check the outlook, is not in the book
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 Universal 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, less talk and action
You can roll as a whole, and they'll you back in fractions
Break fanatic, with crates deep in attics
The Abbott pull out the 45, the static
I through the menu then, roll to the venue
The dress code is armor, or get a up in you