Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

Take motherfucker
morning Vietnam!
Yeah, good morning to all you motherfuckin' notty-headed
to the camouflage large niggas
Bitch niggas fuckin' my
Bring that meth in here
Yo yo yo yo
Now we gonna drink some night train
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 you more and more, like ding!
Nah shorty, get you open six packs
Killer bees attack, what, murder one, phat tracks
Aight? I kick it like a flite!
Word life, I get that ass while I'm spite!
Check the method bedrock, cause I rock ya head to bed
like rockin' what? twin glocks!
Shake the ground while my just break you down
Raw sound, we going to war now

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

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

Yo, yeah, yo
I leave the mic in bags, my rap style has
The force to leave you lost, the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, made by a
the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap
Representing the skill that's iller
Dare to compare, get just like 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 fuckin' charge when I explode

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

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

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

My my my
My clan is like plaster
ya, slash ya
Slit a nigga back a dutch master killer
jumped off and killa, hill-er
I was the thriller in the ali-frazier
I came down with phat tracks that and interlock
getting smashed by a cinder block
Blaow! now all over
Niggas seeing pink hearts, yellow
Orange and green clovers