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,
We back.. and we ain't goin nowhere
Get that? They respect me
(Just just on em when you come back)

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

Say no more, ?Banky? gonna lay the law
Got Hoodz that's quick on the to sick em on y'all
Them broads that you sweatin, I stick em no more
We import dimes from Singapore, em on tour
Run down to John, we gon order some more
You got, ones in your crib, then I'm outside your

[Raekwon the
Twist a black Dutch up, whattup, crane style, chain
Magnolium Rock, thou', plus
gorgeous, Trek cordless
Finish the (bitch) we in it, need more fish in the
Flashback freeze, in the sweater three keys
Myer stance, Don Steez

[Chorus:

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

Deck]
Another boy dyin, crowd noise multiplyin
let the fuzz slide in, bust out the sirens
Sure win, lure em in like women
I smile with the sinister to finish him
You [fuckin] with Hoodz, get your pushed back
you fraud, the wool off your Hollywood act
Throw your body on the tracks, 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

Hoodz]
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 slide pipe

[Method
Yo, it's us, the Crush, ice (niggaz) plush
Baby what, peep the dust, diamond in the rough
Give a (fuck), I'm like iodine, see me in the
Playin shadows, ridin on the side-saddle
John Silver, the God on your block like God-zilla
[RRAWWARRR] She away my (pussy) I'ma kill her

[Chorus:

Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Cream
Wake these (niggaz) up they hear me, promotin on Leary
Yo come back, switch slang
American Cream with no I in the team, beam

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

[Chorus:

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

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

Flex]
Uh-huh, what
One time baby, big to the RZA
Big to my man Power
Big shout to Raekwon the Chef, Deck
My man Man, big shout to my man ?Mel?
Big shout to the Harlem
Big up my man Sin
Aight, you know how we do, sixty of funk
Volume Three, Funkmaster Flex aight the chapter baby