Luyện nghe bài hát Windmill

(Make me yours)
He get out of line, his fucking arm
You know how it go, up
Ain't playing no games with these man
at all, man, no more, none of that

Aiyyo, jump out the Acura, heavy, what's popping?
Us locking the game, word to hand on the lock men
Street gwop, eats, sweep blocks
This is a message, ain't go no grams, we beat box

Study like lessons, niggaz in the biting the grain
You knowing where it came from, it
You we wasn't coming? You dumbing, you blunted again
Watch Lex get dough out your pocket

Rhyme all 'pallegic can't nothing move when I
When I lines it's law out in Egypt
Love ups, don't need no batteries now,
The niggaz that'll glow'll be us

Yo, throw me in Sin City, leave me the vultures and bats
Then give me two weeks to bubble like Kim
Dirt Dog, we miss you, now it's to murder the game
'Cuz if things change, you it ain't against Wu

What am I supposed to Yeah
Somebody me what do I do
am I supposed to say? Yeah

We keep it hot, keep the on the block
We never stop, drawing up until it begin to drop
Raining with the of puzzles
That was in the year of the dragon
More raw than you could imagine

How much of a great to a rap city
the youth is organically fed
From the witty, unpredictable talent, natural game is
Analyze the picture, the portrait, the

A Cuban Link Chef cooks spaghetti that's
nigga whose tomatoes are sun dried
He gave y'all whiplash from bling bling
But my rhyme'll give you hot flash and swings

shed light on divine secrets then science leaked it
For the lower level creatures that can't it
I observe MCs, from a neighboring world
Which is ten times the

am I supposed to say? Yeah
Somebody tell me do I do

Let the track wind and your mind flow
Remain conscious on ride to ya best ability
Infinity, back to the of which it came
Energy, see it forms

Atoms being born, ending
On and on and on and travel me
Not trying to convince the pack it's a fact
For those who can't adapt, I lived it, shitted it
We have

You'll feel the impact of the truth I'll squeeze
The brain feels pop, hip hop, locked in texts
Fat checks, fly whips, jewelry,
Enough kicks, crown, buttoned down

your white T lies the four pound
This is forty-five minutes of
Dismantling any MC opponent stepping in the
Get your blown

What am I supposed to say?
tell me what do I do

Observe the word, when I speak, it's the truth heard
to the curb, Wu classic is the new birth
Spreading the blessing seven continents
Arm of the trench, there's no form of

Entertainment, nine swords swing
Check the techniques, bow to The Abbott
Witty, unpredictable, individual
if it's actual, talent and it's natural

Game, rugged like the train, it in your vein
I and I, or die, under the name
W-U, the primary, secondary
Definitely not necessary, the

You printed the blueprints to do this
Moving the youth in the
Spitting poison tipped darts that rip
Through the chest when I my sick art

Speaking my mind, fall in line when I mine
Still in my prime, still'll shine 'til it quit
If this is a crime, me guilty, I'm so sublime
So with rhymes, same slacking is asanine

Revealing the truth, catching feelings, still the Wu
Gorilla the booth, body armored, I'm proof
In proof, I'm the wittiest, unpredictable
talented rap motherfucker you ever listened to

I'm a hustler, I grind my pack is done
Get a seed mad so they crack and run
Can't nobody fuck with me, I'm just too
Smack niggas in head every time I write

Yo, I'm straight from Park Hill the guns is popping
Where them little kids do they grocery shopping
Go to fucked up, it's Africa Island
We in the bricks but inside it's nothing but talent