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....

2X: Method Man, Raekwon]
You better, watch your, muthafu*kin'
It's just wolves with
You clown n*ggas 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, what the fu*k you behind me
Stressin' everything I on
I'm a boulevard 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, me on stage with the gauge in my right hand
in his leather bomber
I scalp money, you know we and talk funny
Coffin ya'll corner rappers, ever walk up on me
I write only a safe Malcolm
Jeans muddy from clap with him

Killa]
My first gun was a .32, right *ugh*
to the .38, maybe a 9
I prefer the .45, live, techs held the crack gate in '88
AR spit from far, the tenth, camouflage vet, reppin' the set
We on the wing, Trini' ting, sexy bad
We up at Spring, with thing thing
My strong, we take no search
Or your done, you know how it run
places, covered faces, beat cases
A big mouth will get your knocked the fu*k out
it ninja, take money, stay ninja
I injure, any muthafu*kin'

Man]
Garbage, ya time's up, go finish them up
All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is up
Niggas where to find us, setting the grind up
Probably shoving pies up, my rims is shined up
Wu, we on the rise up, spots up
Plotting to get you wind up, box, then her
Scratch, we got 'em up, and when the east is in the house
You, you, you, you, you
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Killah]
On the of the projects, gray skully
Bubble 'lo goose, mack 11 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, to slam
A arrest box is going off, Toney got grams
Got a bathtub full of white, lay it in like
Montana Tone about to blow, cowards like fans

Deck]
This is boulevard hard, larger than black car
Camouflage rap guard, I stomp the
I.N.S. spit bars, split, long cigars
My click dodge, bitch, are frauds
I get it in like, Tim off the glass, my name
I'm like the Pres, sending men off to
I spit, make 'em spend all they cash, I'm so Wu
So new, that I ain't rip off the

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

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, round your jaw with my
juks, five mil', the deal, off the books
Steve Rif' gave the nod, the Universal good
Still poison venom, red monkey and Wu denim
Had honeydew suits, sundae, all in 'em

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