Luyện nghe bài hát Wu Banga 101

Back, back, back,

Yo, too advanced, digi' stance, made the cd
I move with the speed and of ants
Identical in with the beez they swarm
Hold up the cold current warm
My first verbal brawl, started on some yes yes
To the beat y'all, break your windshield, your stall

Mr.Traffic, dumbin' shit, from
Cashier, holdin' out, fine, cut off the
See the logo a monument in
out, in the giant landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or shops
Un cut live, drop eighty-five, in one
Spotlight hits the metal mic, stare

Heard the wu snare, while my cut down the glare
Walk a road the great you find too long to measure
My clan a make me like d. banner under pressure
No surprise, double disc touched
elements, kept environments colonized
With the high flyin' death-defyin' flow the rebel
Right there, but one light year, from my level

Uh-huh yeah yo it yo
Bottles goin' off in the church, we broke the
Slapped the pastor, didn't pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue Bible, fell out his coat
condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Oooh rev ain't right, his church ain't

Deacon is a pimp, by his eyes
Mrs. parks said, "Brother starks, meet you at the spot
Heard you got red tops out, and I a lot"
fainted dead on the spot
Two ushers slipped eighty dollars out the pot
Oh

Egyptian, brown skin brown Timbs
X-rated throw blades, all occasions
Round touchdown, Hagen-Daas gobbles White House
Gucci on the roof, call us rock groups
Mere intelligent, buy Nieman it out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori all blow
Was simple, instrumentals run camps the stamps get you
The way we lamp, come and get you

Play, strapped like a fuck, war at
The black, Carlo Gambino's stash in Hackensack
Pack capsules, Bay 'em lay 'em down like wax do
It's all actual we build, Crash Crew
Coconut, incense, one sentence,
Control the flinch hit this, new whips
numerals, sun splash them niggaz like, Tango and Cash
Alcatraz cats roll out

Wu nuthin' but hardcore we tryin' to get land riches and more
Ghost put me on to it we just do it, floss or
Take care of the business, too many roughnecks
Give two of to Flex, tell him it's real rap like Ghost
Had to beat niggaz with toast clubs V.I. clientele we lay it flat
Poot out on y'all kid, now where your at
Fakin' the real like, damn I can't stand

Then my wardrobe the next chapter
heard about us like we heard about you
Bless the mic with reality, hit you with the
Calm down not tryin' to hurt you, through
That shit, fatter than all y'all niggaz
We the glitch like Y2K catch the ball it drop, guns pop
Y'all have a day

Doctor Kanabuta, Iron Man, he is
His armor is supreme

Yo I'm liable to spaz and break fool
Grab my gun, select one, son
Put the barrel by his face, blast one by his
Piss run, you thinkin' you shot
Screamin' like a bitch, to your face
to the body that shake like the bass
I'm Ghost faced up, military style
Nuff of rounds across the chest

to the intro, rap through po'
Smashed a fresh ball of wax
Flashy penthouse overlooks the vista
Moc' have tie, swimmin' trunks
Three chunks of ice sit in Johnny for advice
Catch the moment, fund at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstones shit, sealed in a comb

Carefully, swing the B seven Christmas lights
Too bright Ghost is comin' y'all fix the
Relax like pudding, strangle my man couldn't
Exile he no longer in the hood bless the kid max the most
Me I turn a wedding hoax roses tied to bombs on posts
On breaks, piss in the apple juice
Rasta nigga rock the big do's Jiffy Pop it's chant Wu

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm back, back, back,