Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Gambinos

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

Scriptures hit the like sawed-off shotties
Like my hair knotty and my snotty
Fuck a nigga hottie, whole pussy probably
like the deserts of Mugabe, for real
Ain't fraudulent here, we pioneer
Commandeer a new frontier, this be the Wu
chambers of fear, huh you lost it
Information out your faucets, hmm
Time to your crown and leave the grounds
There's a new sheriff in town it down
It's the two holster, shot smoker
Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the
Wild in the West, a student of my
And is the test, hold up
Let a nigga catch his
I'm paying dues and the last one is death
Back to the essence that 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

This for niggas who know
Wu blow like yayo, lay low
Plus cooling in
Ricans be me much shit to touch shit
Stay cool Papa, see you enough shit
Back at the lab a, crack's up
Yo act up, what blow up their workers if they have to
Señoritas, fucking up a storm buying Gods
Sucking his dick, up in the long
Designed for rhyme crime nigga jail time
niggas up in hype Vigors lighting niggas
Silks Wally wear chain yeah
beware of black rap millionaires
Rock Airs, leather goose, bears this year
1-800-GAMBINO niggas,

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

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

God stepping forth holy down of the track
It's the sound that surrounds and hurts me like I'm attack
So I decided to down on the mic
So the pain of the won't deny the fact that I'm the master
For what lurks, is an expert that
The individual who tries to visualize
I strike, like thunder
Niggas stand my heat, it's unbearable
My wisdom up your respiratorial
Systems are fractured by the killer
Style is ragged and are mad jagged
the entity, my vicinity
Is three hundred and degrees of humidity
Represent the school of knocks and Glocks my
Clan is hostile and got mad for blocks so
Feel the of impact from the iron side of
The gat as I attack the
From the blind side of the pack, Starks the chrome
Watch a nigga get blown out his motherfucking
Deceased, to rest

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

Yo, aiyyo I got to serve them my way, move me room
Holding up your saloon, sweep, like a broom
Full moons me howl like a wolf out of breath
Sold only new vocal cords you heard 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, sellers become novels
The man rocking head bands, silk scarves and
Early British Walkers, playboys, mocks and shams
The laser vocalist does well at symphonies
Bad days, watch me snatch ice outta Tiffany's
Remember them kids that came off with million
Robbed the Brinks and I labelled in pavilions
Them flower heads have been stupid
Tell me how the fuck black get caught with all that loot kid
There's jet money, underground
Submarines and rings too bad you fucked up