Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

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

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

So, yo,
We usually take all niggas
Save ya before I bomb it

I be insane nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, plus I got the wu-tang
So how you figure you can even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me with shit one time!
And pull a foul, save the beef on the cow
I'm milkin' ho, this 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 meth-tical
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
material, made by a madman
the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad of the killer, rap fanatic
Representing the skill that's iller
Dare to compare, get pierced like an ear
The zoo-we-do-wop-bop hardware
and geared cause I just broke out the prison
Charged by the system, for the rhythm!
Now, lo and behold, another deadly
Bound to another fuckin' charge when I explode

Slammin' a verse til ya head burst
I ram shack dead in the track, and that
Rap assassin, fastin', quick to blast and rock
I ran up in like fort knox!
I'm hot, top notch, ghost with logic
Flashback's how I attacked whole project
I'm raw, I'm and raw! I repeat, if I die
My be ill like me
me, you out of respect, chops ya neck
I get vexed, like up a phat-ass lex'
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 got me open like fallopian tubes
I death to a snake when he least expect
Ain't a thing changed, boy, protect ya neck
zig zag, zig-allah jam is fatal
Quick to stick my wu-tang right through ya navel
Suspenseful, plus bein' bought my utensil
The pencil, I break strong winds up your
Abbot, run up through your county like the maverick
Caps through the tablets, I gots to the fabrics

Are you, uh, ah, uh
Are you a warrior? killer? shit like a samurai
The ol' dirty vundabah
Ol' dirty of terrorists
Comin' atcha ass like a sorceress, shootin' piss!
Niggas be gettin' on my fuckin'
they be kickin' make me want to kick they fuckin' ass to the curb
I got funky fresh, like the old
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 back like a dutch killer
Style jumped off and killa,
I was the in the ali-frazier manilla
I came down with tracks that combine and interlock
Like getting by a cinder block
Blaow! now it's all
Niggas seeing pink hearts, yellow
stars and green clovers