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

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

Harlem Hoodz]
Yo, the effervesence of my be cool, calm
Persuasive, deadly, posessive, manic
In the art, (niggaz) get torn apart
in the dark, swim deeper than Noah's Ark
Hood, Wu breddern, stay rebellin
Better be, careful of the beef you meddle in
Devilish advocates, death
Turn kettle in, we be veterans

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

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

[Chorus:

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

[Inspektah
Another sound boy dyin, crowd multiplyin
let the fuzz slide in, bust out the sirens
Sure win, em in like exotic women
I smile the sinister 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 human torch, lookin for
It's the intricate, syndicate, travel infinite
Thunderous, hundreds, we on the run

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

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

[Chorus:

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

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

Raekwon]

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

"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 to Raekwon the Chef, Inspektah Deck
My man Method Man, big to my man ?Mel?
Big to the Harlem Hoodz
Big up my man Sin
Aight, you know how we do, minutes of funk
Volume Three, Funkmaster Flex aight the chapter baby