Luyện nghe bài hát Windmill

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

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

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

Rhyme all 'pallegic nothing move when I rhyme
When I drop lines law out in Egypt
ups, don't need no batteries now, what?
The niggaz that'll glow'll be us

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

being born, never ending
On and on and on and travel me
Not trying to convince the that it's a fact
For those who can't adapt, I it, shitted it back
We have

You'll feel the impact of the 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 minutes of menacing
Dismantling any MC opponent stepping in the
Get your face

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

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

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

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

You printed the to do this shit
Moving the in the bricks
poison tipped darts that rip hearts
Through the chest I manifest my sick art

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

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

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

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