Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Tang Cream Team Line Up (a.k.a. 'American Cream Team')

[Rae] Aiyyo, American Cream Team productions,
[THH] Harlem World,
[Rae] We back.. and we goin nowhere
Get They gonna respect me
(Just just on em when you come back)

[The Hoodz]
Yo, the effervesence of my team be cool,
Persuasive, deadly, posessive, depressive
In the golden art, (niggaz) get torn
in the dark, sharks swim deeper than Ark
Harlem Hood, Wu breddern, rebellin
Better be, of the beef that you meddle in
advocates, death peddlin
Turn another kettle in, we be

Say no more, ?Banky? gonna lay the law
Got Hoodz that's quick on the draw to em on y'all
broads that you sweatin, I don't stick em no more
We import dimes from Singapore, em on tour
Run to Sean John, we gon order some more
You got, ones in your crib, I'm outside your door

[Raekwon the
Twist a black Dutch up, whattup, crane style, chain
Magnolium Rock, twenty-eight thou',
gorgeous, Star cordless
the (bitch) we in it, need more fish in the fortress
Flashback freeze, shatter in the sweater keys
Myer Lans' stance, Don

[Chorus:

Yo, take time out, hold nine out
Polly the all time lineup, send mine to shine, what?
Team lifestyle, aight now..
.. ground get wiped out, mic on the kite now
Despite thou, go against us, win it now
Shed light, bring it to light, and move

Deck]
Another sound boy dyin, noise multiplyin
Don't let the fuzz slide in, out the sirens
Sure win, lure em in like exotic
I with the sinister grin to finish him
You [fuckin] with Hoodz, get goods pushed back
you fraud, pull the wool off your act
Throw your on the tracks, pull the back out your raps
like, the human torch, lookin for collapse
It's the intricate, syndicate, thoughts infinite
Thunderous, hundreds, we on the run

[Harlem
Who bring Harlem World Willie (shit) the best, we know
New Jack City 2, be Nino
600 Benz-ino, midnight
Put a dime in the front, I'm off to pipe through

Man]
Yo, us, the Cold Crush, ice (niggaz) plush
what, peep the black dust, diamond in the rough
Give a (fuck), I'm iodine, see me in the cut?
Playin shadows, ridin on the track
Long Silver, the God on your block like God-zilla
[RRAWWARRR] She gave my (pussy) I'ma kill her

[Chorus:

Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Team
Wake (niggaz) up they ain't hear me, promotin on Leary
Yo come back, switch theory
Cream with no I in the team, laser beam

[Killa
I keep my (shit) baggedy, pants saggy, millionaire faculty
backin me up, knee for casualties, speak brief
like a street sweep, sporadically reach peaks
and spaz out, bitch your majesty
Iron palm drillin through your cavity, you want it how badly
Got eighty cats, creepin in your alley, your dogz at?

Raekwon]

Yo, time out, hold your nine out
with the all time lineup, send mine to shine, what?
Cream Team lifestyle, now..
.. ground get wiped out, mic fightin on the now
Despite thou, go against us, win it now
Shed light, bring it to light, and move

"America's Team.."
"Ah-ah-America's Team.."

[Funk
Uh-huh, what
One time baby, big to the RZA
Big shout to my man
Big shout to the Chef, Inspektah Deck
My man Method Man, big shout to my man
Big shout to the Hoodz
Big up my man Sin
Aight, you know how we do, sixty minutes of
Volume Three, Funkmaster aight the final chapter baby