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

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

[The Harlem
Yo, the of my team be cool, calm
Persuasive, deadly, posessive, manic
In the golden art, (niggaz) get apart
in the dark, swim deeper than Noah's Ark
Harlem Hood, Wu breddern, rebellin
Better be, careful of the that you meddle in
Devilish advocates, peddlin
Turn kettle in, we be veterans

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

the Chef]
Twist a Dutch up, whattup, crane style, chain style
Magnolium Rock, twenty-eight thou',
gorgeous, Trek 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?
Cream lifestyle, aight now..
.. ground get wiped out, mic fightin on the now
Despite thou, go us, win it right now
light, bring it to light, and move right

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

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

[Method
Yo, it's us, the Crush, ice (niggaz) plush
Baby what, peep the black dust, diamond in the
a (fuck), I'm like iodine, see me in the cut?
Playin shadows, on the track side-saddle
John 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 these (niggaz) up they hear me, promotin on Leary
Yo come back, switch slang
Cream with no I in the team, laser beam

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

Raekwon]

Yo, take time out, hold your out
Polly with the all time lineup, mine to shine, what?
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 right

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

[Funk
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, sixty of funk
Volume Three, Funkmaster Flex aight the chapter baby