Luyện nghe bài hát Wisdom Body

No man all are the same, just like my hoes, you know
I keep em
Wake up one morning with some money subject to go crazy you know?
I keep em good, pretty and all that
You know, but no
I get a bitch, I got a bitch (right on)

Word up, motherfuckin brother wise
Teachin the uncivilized
Yeah, runnin the streets, it's deep
Word up, his technique, yeah
I be
the, marvelous track

You the steelo, but yo, yo
Check the sounds that I invent
niggaz who tried to flex hard came and went
They couldn't match up with the fly
Wit his back the wall
Heads once I came in the door
I the speaker, sippin on Kahlua
Saw bad bitch wit a switch
And yo, I had to to her in a manner
and wished the current was warm
When I had her, I looked and knew the shit was on
Peace, excuse me, to introduce myself
Yo, I'm the man, and Honey, you've been rated top
Yo, what's your name hon, wrapped up in a bun
Your sparkle, just like glass in the sun
Never diss em, it's hard for a nigga just to em
Especially, when browsin, goin fishin
Your wasteline, like a bassline
form is well complexed
And yo, I your outline, Boo
Your body is wild, wit your rugged profile
Enough to make a rock smile
You can't strikeout, tell me what can really go
You rockin' - Tommy Hil down to Claiborne
me some love hon, show me some love boo
Show me the vibe and be more than glad to shoot it through
Aiyyo peep it, I you love Victoria's Secret
And lovin' all the slang on how I freak it
Plus, see you're the type to a nigga crash
Far trash, your flesh is way softer than a baby's ass
Your body lotion is the potion, the shit got me open like
And yo, your stee is potent, yo
We can go the distance, I put you wings
From this convo we can spark and see whatever
I a hot Arabian desert, barefooted
I your hand, you grabbed my joint and knew where to put it
Word up, yo, up and down yo
the joint, baby
It be the Wu-Tang
Yeah, yeah, and all types of
And brothas repercussions
Yo, up