Luyện nghe bài hát Windmill

(Make me yours)
He get out of line, his fucking arm
You how it go, word up
playing no games with these niggaz man
None at all, man, no more, none of

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

Study like lessons, in the game biting the grain
You where it came from, stop it
You thought we wasn't coming? You dumbing, you again
Lex get that dough out your pocket

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

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

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

We it hot, keep the heat on the block
We never stop, drawing water up until it begin to
with the patchwork of puzzles
That was written in the year of the
More raw than you ever imagine

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

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

shed light on divine secrets then science leaked it
For the lower level creatures that peep it
I observe MCs, from a neighboring world
is ten times the sharpness

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

Let the track wind and your flow free
conscious on this ride to ya best ability
Infinity, back to the source of it came
Energy, see it changed

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You the blueprints to do this shit
the youth in the bricks
Spitting poison tipped darts rip hearts
Through the when I manifest my sick art

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

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

I'm a hustler, I grind my pack is done
Get a seed mad knowledge so crack and run
nobody fuck with me, I'm just too nice
Smack niggas in they head every time I

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