Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Your Mouth

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

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

Aiyyo, just rules with beats, you clown 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 motherfuckin' mouth)

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

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

called me up, robbery here
We got your seed in the back of the starvin'
We like killers, catch me on stage with the gauge
In my right hand, grenade and leather bomber

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

My first gun was a .32, back uh
Graduated to the .38, maybe a
I the fo' five, stay alive
Techs held the crack in '88

8 oz. from Florida, the best 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 party Dunn, you 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 your mouth)
I injure, any contender

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

Wu, we on the rise up, supplied up
niggaz demise up, boxed in conduct
Scratch we got 'em sized up and when the 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 the streets
We set shop, Wu-Tang, we the East
Takin' over the block, the gate now
(You better your motherfuckin' mouth)

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

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

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

I get it in Tim off the glass
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 in da front, reunite 'em
'em all R.S.V.P., if they want it, we don't invite 'em
No beef, talk and more action
We parole as a whole, we'll send you back in

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