Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Your Mouth

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

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, from the now
(You better your motherfuckin' mouth)

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

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

homey, we more 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 I got my come up arm on

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

My first gun was a .32, back uh
to the .38, maybe a nine
I prefer the fo' five, stay
held the crack gank in '88

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

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

Hey bitch, time's up, go finish them rhymes up
All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is 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, crops up
Plottin' niggaz demise up, boxed in
we got 'em sized up and when the East is in the house
(You better watch motherfuckin' mouth)
You, you, you, you, you

It's just rules with beats, you clown niggaz rule the streets
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, skully, bubble 'Lo goose
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, to slam it
House arrest box is goin' off, got grams
bath tub full of white, lay in it like Sam Montana
(You better watch motherfuckin' mouth)
'em out, to blow out, chop 'em like fans

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

I get it in like Tim off the
Slammin' my name, I'm the prez, sendin' men off to blast
I spit, make 'em spend all their cash
I'm so Wu, so new that I ain't off the tags
(You better watch your 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, talk and more action
We as a whole, we'll send you back in fractions

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