Luyện nghe bài hát Wu Crime

Yo, a rumor, that an inmate heard
hiring, a convict of murder
Bodyguard, who used to do fitness
His business, is catching to the witness
In the gym is where he his powers
was the pizzeria owner that rolled flower
A made man, felt to be made
Turned murderer, extremely to upgrade
But he still baked pies, and his would rise
his enemy, he watched to take dives
Allies, would retaliate the
Even the score, had a thousand guns, they calibrate
He of loss and double crossed, moved on them
Swiftly, if away, sit and shuttle off
Horror in the 'Ville, the Amity
Scars upon the grill of your friends
utilized and brutalized
Informats and crucified
Wakes firebombed, functions up
The jakes was not alarmed to the product

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

Priest]
Aiyo, Saladin, vivid Street sixteen
Muslims, kufis, uzi's, the Wu is
Ferociously, I rank general, a world's self
Conspicious, crime make me the nine off the shelf
The hallways, amazingly convenient, the Phoenix with Jane
Juggling cracks or with ninas
The law of the streets, gangsta the beef to feast
Fiends with plates and snake eat
Gazed at the rapper, niggas is Dracula
Rap tours, the hood ambassador
Passion for war, Wu-Massacre, threats, never worry me
to my death, mic jack conspiracy
Lyrically, I'm only of my own ability
Words that shape nuclear wars, we shooting through walls
Bringing down the mall, I around the store
of the Apes, bandanas on our face
Hammers on our waist, cameras out in
The nickel plate, fake armor, will harm ya'll