Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

Take motherfucker
morning Vietnam!
Yeah, good morning to all you notty-headed niggas
to the camouflage large niggas
Bitch niggas fuckin' my
Bring fuckin' meth in here
Yo yo yo yo
Now we gonna drink some good night
And yo, set it off

Champion gear that I rock, you get your boots
Then you like a pit that lock shit down
As I come and freaks the sound,
But giving you more and more, ding!
Nah shorty, get you open six packs
Killer bees attack, flippin' what, one, phat tracks
Aight? I it like a night flite!
Word life, I get that ass I'm fulla spite!
Check the method from bedrock, cause I ya head to bed
Just like rockin' twin glocks!
Shake the ground while my beats break you down
Raw sound, we to war right now

So, yo,
We usually all niggas garments
Save ya breath I bomb it

I be that insane nigga the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the sword
So how you figure that you can even with mine?
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me with shit one time!
And a foul, niggas save the beef on the cow
I'm this ho, this is my show, tical
The fuck you want to do? more spike lee's do
I'm a sniper, hyper off the ginseng root
Plo style, buddha monks the owls
So who's the fucking man?
On the box

Yo, yeah, yo
I the mic in body bags, my rap style has
The force to leave you lost, like the of shabazz
Murderous material, by a madman
the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad of the killer, rap fanatic
Representing with the skill iller
Dare to compare, get pierced just an ear
The zoo-we-do-wop-bop strictly
Armed and geared cause I just broke out the
by the system, for murdering the rhythm!
Now, lo and behold, another deadly
Bound to catch another fuckin' when I explode

Slammin' a hype-ass verse til ya burst
I ram shack dead in the track, and that
Rap assassin, fastin', quick to and hard rock
I ran up in like fort knox!
I'm hot, top notch, ghost thinks logic
Flashback's how I attacked your project
I'm raw, I'm and raw! I repeat, if I die
My seed'll be ill me
Approachin' me, you out of respect, chops ya
I get vexed, like crashing up a phat-ass
So the way, make way, yo! open the cage
Peace, I'm out, like a runaway slave

Yo
Ya gettin' stripped ya garments, boy, run ya jewels
the meth got me open like fallopian tubes
I death to a snake when he least expect
Ain't a damn thing changed, boy, ya neck
Ruler zig zag, jam is fatal
to stick my wu-tang sword right through ya navel
Suspenseful, plus bein' bought my utensil
The pencil, I break strong winds up against
Abbot, that run up through your county the maverick
Caps through the tablets, I gots to the fabrics

Are you, uh, ah, uh
Are you a warrior? slicin' shit like a samurai
The ol' dirty vundabah
Ol' clan of terrorists
Comin' ass like a sorceress, shootin' that piss!
Niggas be gettin' on my nerves
Rhymes they be kickin' make me to kick they fuckin' ass to the curb
I got fresh, like the old specialist
A carrier, messenger, ya
This experience is for the whole
Let it be applied, and then drop science

My my my
My clan is like plaster
Bust ya, ya
Slit a nigga like a dutch master killer
Style jumped off and killa,
I was the thriller in the ali-frazier
I came down with phat tracks that combine and
Like getting smashed by a block
Blaow! now it's all
Niggas seeing pink hearts, moons
Orange stars and green