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

[Rae] Aiyyo, American Cream Team productions,
[THH] World, Shaolin
[Rae] We back.. and we ain't goin
Get that? gonna respect me
(Just just slay on em you come back)

Harlem Hoodz]
Yo, the of my team be cool, calm
Persuasive, deadly, posessive, depressive
In the golden art, (niggaz) get torn
in the dark, swim deeper than Noah's Ark
Harlem Hood, Wu breddern, stay
Better be, careful of the beef that you in
Devilish advocates, peddlin
Turn another in, we be veterans

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

the Chef]
Twist a black Dutch up, whattup, crane style, chain
Magnolium Rock, twenty-eight thou',
gorgeous, Star Trek
Finish the (bitch) we in it, need more in the fortress
Flashback freeze, shatter in the sweater keys
Lans' stance, Don Steez

[Chorus:

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

[Inspektah
sound boy dyin, crowd noise multiplyin
Don't let the fuzz in, bust out the sirens
Sure win, lure em in exotic women
I smile with the grin to finish him
You [fuckin] with Hoodz, get your pushed back
you fraud, pull the off your Hollywood act
Throw your body on the tracks, pull the back out raps
Burn like, the torch, lookin for collapse
It's the intricate, syndicate, travel infinite
Thunderous, hundreds, we on the run

Hoodz]
Who bring that Harlem World (shit) the best, we know
New Jack 2, ?Banky? be Nino
600 Benz-ino, blue
Put a dime in the front, I'm off to slide pipe

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

Raekwon]

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

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

Raekwon]

Yo, take out, hold your nine out
Polly 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.."

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 the final chapter baby