Luyện nghe bài hát Wu Crime

Yo, there's a rumor, an inmate heard
hiring, a convict of murder
Bodyguard, who used to do physical
His business, is catching to the witness
In the gym is where he gained his
Boss was the pizzeria that rolled flower
A man, felt good to be made
Turned murderer, quick to upgrade
But he baked pies, and his cake would rise
Like his enemy, he watched to take
Allies, retaliate the least
Even the score, had a guns, they would calibrate
He sort of loss and crossed, moved on them
Swiftly, if worlds away, sit and off
Horror in the 'Ville, the Amity
Scars upon the of your friends family
Workers and brutalized
scrutinized and crucified
Wakes firebombed, shot up
The was not alarmed to damage the product

Shoot his mans, grizzly stance, up in the GT,
With the sword that'll up a van
When peoples come, blow right past, mind your business
I don't nothing, they found his ho in the trash
Barbeque wings, for my niggas that's true kings
Sit up in the crib, catch supper and screw
Yeah, watching me, next time, me
I drink Crystal liquor, I'm a of Hitler
On wax, no 'dacks, just water, a on
I waves, saying 'niggas is trash'
Yo, learn how to write, beware, I pull up, he
I should of known, I had a clone, see
Niggas'll get hurt, merked, dropped off in a new
Trunk full of rats and gnats, yo
I do it for the in pits, and all the bitches with big tits
Five hundred shoe game
Shake that shake, I bake, I live in
kill niggas over grits and steak
You might get smacked with a eleven, or run off the road
Or in McDonald's for fronting with fake niggas

Priest]
Aiyo, Saladin, vivid Street sixteen
Muslims, kufis, uzi's, the Wu is
Ferociously, I general, a world's above self
Conspicious, make me grab the nine off the shelf
The dark hallways, amazingly convenient, the with Jane
cracks or playing with ninas
The law of the streets, crave the beef to feast
Fiends with plates and wanna eat
Gazed at the spectacular rapper, is Dracula
Rap tours, the hood ambassador
Passion for war, Wu-Massacre, threats, they worry me
to my death, mic jack conspiracy
Lyrically, I'm only afraid of my own
Words that shape into wars, we shooting through walls
down the mall, I ring around the store
Planets of the Apes, on our face
on our waist, cameras out in space
The nickel plate, armor, will harm ya'll snakes