Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Your Mouth

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

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

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

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

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

Cartier called me up, here
We got seed in the back of the Beemer starvin'
We like lion killers, catch me on stage with the
In my right hand, and this leather bomber

I scout money, you we hungry and talk funny
Coughin' out corner rappers, don't walk up on me
I write with only Malkovich
(You watch your motherfuckin' mouth)
My troops gave me money to clown with them, it

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

8 oz. straight from Florida, the best
vest, reppin' the set
Wu on the east wing, twenty-ten, bad
We up at Spain with that thing, thing, my crew
We take no search for party Dunn, you know how I run

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

Hey bitch, your time's up, go them rhymes up
All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is up
Niggaz know where to find us, settin' the up
Police them pies up, my rims are shined up

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

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

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

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

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

I get it in like Tim off the
Slammin' my name, I'm like the prez, men off to blast
What I spit, 'em spend all their cash
I'm so Wu, so new that I ain't off the tags
(You better your motherfuckin' mouth)

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

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