Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Your Mouth

Y'know? General, general, out
Yeah, aiyyo man, you fuckers
(You better watch your mouth)

It's just rules with beats, you clown niggaz can't the streets
We set shop, Wu-Tang, we the East
Takin' the block, from the gate now
(You better watch your mouth)

Aiyyo, it's rules with beats, you clown niggaz can't rule the streets
We set shop, Wu-Tang, we the East
Takin' over the block, you can't fuck with the
(You better your motherfuckin' mouth)

Aiyyo, I funky and piley, blue Excelero
They lookin' for me, what the you behind me for?
everythin' I breathe on, I'm from the boulevard
Where niggaz get and peed on

homey, we more lavish
I sneak you in the crib, see my lasers and glasses
Try to get my up on, yo and when you see me
You I got my come up arm on

called me up, robbery here
We got your seed in the back of the Beemer
We like lion killers, catch me on stage with the
In my right hand, grenade and this leather

I money, you know we hungry and talk funny
Coughin' out rappers, don't never walk up on me
I write only insane Malkovich
(You better your motherfuckin' mouth)
My troops gave me to clown with them, fuck it

My first gun was a .32, before uh
to the .38, maybe a nine
I prefer the fo' five, alive
Techs the crack gank in '88

8 oz. straight from Florida, the temp
Camouflage vest, the set
Wu on the wing, twenty-ten, sexy bad
We up at Spain that thing, thing, my crew strong
We take no search for your Dunn, you know how I run

Spray places, cover faces, cases
A big mouth will get your teeth the fuck out
Keep a nunchuk, money, stay ninja
(You better watch your mouth)
I injure, any contender

Hey bitch, your time's up, go finish rhymes up
All my soldiers is up, my corners is crimed up
Niggaz where to find us, settin' the grind up
Police checkin' them up, my rims are shined up

Wu, we on the rise up, supplied up
Plottin' niggaz up, boxed in conduct
Scratch we got 'em up and when the East is in the house
(You better watch your mouth)
You, you, you, you, you

It's just rules with beats, you clown niggaz can't rule the
We set shop, Wu-Tang, we the East
over the block, from the gate now
(You watch your motherfuckin' mouth)

On the side of the projects, gray skully, bubble 'Lo
Mac 11 tucked in front of the
moves, we killin' 'em, hoes we drillin' 'em
We George Foreman out in the streets, we grillin' 'em

In the van, .45's and dilly's, ready to it
House box is goin' off, Tony got grams
Gotta bath tub full of white, lay in it Sam Montana
(You better watch your mouth)
Tune 'em out, to out, chop 'em like fans

This is hard, loungin' in your black car
Camouflage rat guard on the Yard'
I N S spit monster bars, flip long
My click dons bitch, y'all are

I get it in Tim off the glass
Slammin' my name, I'm like the prez, men off to blast
What I spit, make 'em spend all their
I'm so Wu, so new that I ripped off the tags
(You better watch your mouth)

Put my Clan in da front, 'em
Make 'em all R.S.V.P., if they it, we don't invite 'em
No beef, talk and more action
We as a whole, we'll send you back in fractions

Break through fanatic, low crates deep in
The Abbott pulled out a .45, looped static
I scrolled through the menu then rolled to the
(You better your motherfuckin' mouth)
The dress is armor all, put a hole up in him