Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Tang Clan Ain't Nuthing ta Fuck Wit

[Intro:
Tiger

Hook]
Wu-Tang Clan Nuttin ta Fuck Wit (x3)

[Verse 1:
Yo there's no place to hide as I step the room
Dr. Doom, prepare for the
Bam! Aw, man! I, slam, jam, now scream Tarzan
I be tossing and flossing my is awesome
I'm causing more Feuds than Richard Dawson
And the survey said, dead
Fatal Flying Guillotine chops off your fucking
MZA who was that? Ayo, the Wu is
Making go Bo! Bo! like on Super Cat
Me fear no-one, oh no, come
The Wu-Tang shogun, to the eardrum

[Verse 2: Inspectah
Put the needle to the groove I gets rude and I'm
To fuck it up, my style like a pick-up truck
Cross the blue yonder, sea to shining sea
I slam tracks like quarterback sacks L.T
Now why try and test, the Rebel
Blessed since the birth, I earth-slam best
Cause I bake the cake, then take the
And eat it, too, with my while we head state to state

And if you want beef, then the ruckus
Wu-Tang Clan nuttin ta fuck with
Straight from the motherfucking slums busted
Wu-Tang Clan ain't ta fuck with

Hah! up, boy!
Represent! his head off, kid!

[Verse 3: Man]
The Meth come out tomorrow
Styles, conditions, bizarre,
Flow, more afro than Rollo
Coming to a fork in the road way to go just follow
is the legend, niggas is sleepy hollow
In fact I'm a act to follow
I dealt for dolo, coming on through
Niggas is "Oh, my God, not you!"
Yes, I, come to get a of the punk and the pie
Rather do than die, my flavor, coming from the RZA
Which is short for the razor who me reminisce true
Deja, Vu! I'm rubber, niggas is like glue
Whatever you say rubs off me to you

x4]

[Outro:
Ahh-hah!
Representing Brooklyn
Long Island, Manhattan
The Rugged Lands of
Niggas from Virginia,
Our boys in
through with the crazy, why-oh why-oh
Yo, niggas from The
My man Kelly Woo from the
Strickland, Jason Staton, yeah
True, true, my Crown what's going down, boy?
We ain't nuttin ta wit
The Texas mob, the Chicago mob
Niggas Detroit, fucking California squadron
Coming through you know what I'm
The whole West coast
To the whole East, from D.C
Down in Maryland, all the way over in Morgan State
Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuttin ta wit
All over the whole fucking globe, through boy
Peace to the fucking Zulu
Peace to all the and the Earths, word is bond
Wu-Tang slang, chopping boy
It safe no more! Peace