Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Gambinos

Who to get you
None, want guns
I be the first to set off shit, to run
Wu roll as one
I my brother Sun cause he shine like one

Scriptures hit the like sawed-off shotties
Like my hair and my nosepiece snotty
Fuck a nigga hottie, that pussy probably
like the deserts of Mugabe, for real
Ain't nothing fraudulent here, we
Commandeer a new frontier, be the Wu yeah
Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh you it
Information out your faucets, hmm
Time to forfeit crown and leave the grounds
There's a new sheriff in town holding it
It's the two holster, shit smoker
Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the
in the West, a student of my culture
And life is the test, up
Let a nigga catch his
I'm still dues and the last one is death
Back to the essence with shit you stressing, this rap profession
Now Tical, the son of the Shaolin Isle
Bless my style, criminology
The last and days, Johnny fucking Blaze

goes for niggas who know
Wu blow like yayo, lay low
Plus in Barbados
Ricans be giving me much shit to touch
Stay Papa, see you with enough shit
at the lab a, crack's bagged up
Yo niggas act up, what blow up their workers if have to
Señoritas, fucking up a storm Gods margaritas
his dick, up in the whip long
Designed for rhyme crime jail time jiggas
Them niggas up in hype Vigors niggas
Silks Wally Figaro chain yeah
Jakes beware of rap millionaires
Rock Airs, leather goose, blowing this year
1-800-GAMBINO niggas,

Wu roll together as one, I call my brother Sun cause he like one

Solid gold crown is shining, blinding like some diamonds
I'm reclining in the sky on a cloud with lining
breasted, bullet proof vested, well protected
The heart, the rib cage, the chest and solar
Casting stones, cracking and six bones
And watch your ass get blown to a sea of and brimstone
How you approach it with them poems
The overfiend like noah bean green with a soldier mean
The grand imperial wizard or is it
The Rzarector to pay your ass a visit
Local bio-chemical, universal giant, the general
Licking shots at Crockett on the bicentennial
Happy Millennium two thousand microchips two of penicillin
Goes up your adrenalin son it's for bouting
It's a model you're resembling the niggas who following
Trapped inside your projects a genie inside the bottle and

God forth upon holy down of the track
It's the sound that and hurts me like I'm under attack
So I decided to down on the mic
So the pain of the track won't deny the fact I'm the master
For lurks, is an expert that hurts
The individual who tries to visualize
Cause I strike, like
Niggas couldn't stand my heat, unbearable
My wisdom fucks up your
are fractured by the killer tactics
Style is ragged and are mad jagged
Enter the entity, my
Is three hundred and sixty of humidity
Represent the of hard knocks and Glocks my
Clan is and got mad moss for blocks so
the force of impact from the iron side of
The gat as I attack the
From the blind of the pack, Starks pass the chrome
Watch a nigga get blown out his dome-piece
Deceased, to rest

Who to get you
None, they want
I be the to set off shit, last to run
Wu together as one
I call my brother Sun cause he shine one

Yo, aiyyo I got to them my way, move give me room
Holding up your saloon, clean sweep, like a
Full moons make me howl like a wolf out of
only new vocal cords you heard Genius on Gef
So back, to the lab at, high velocity
My teammate, enhance cells more like a
Fuck Geraldo, Pablo's plan bro is
Goodfellas we know, best sellers become
The man rocking head bands, scarves and jams
80's British Walkers, playboys, mocks and shams
The laser beam vocalist well at symphonies
Bad days, watch me snatch ice right Tiffany's
them kids that came off with eight million
Robbed the Brinks and I labelled in pavilions
Them flower heads must been stupid
Tell me how the fuck black niggas get caught all that loot kid
There's jet money, money
Submarines and rings too bad you fucked up