Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Tang Cream Team Line Up - Wu-Tang Clan, Harlem Hoodz

[Raekwon] Aiyyo, Cream Team productions, bustin
[Chip Banks] Harlem World,
[Raekwon] We back.. and we ain't goin
Get that? They gonna me
(Just just on em when you come back)

Thad]
Yo, the of my team be cool, calm
Persuasive, deadly, posessive, manic
In the golden art, get torn apart
in the dark, sharks swim deeper Noah's Ark
Harlem Hood, Wu breddern, rebellin
Better be, careful of the beef that you in
Devilish advocates, peddlin
Turn kettle in, we be veterans

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

[Raekwon the
Twist a Dutch up, whattup, crane style, chain style
Rock, twenty-eight thou', plus
gorgeous, Trek cordless
Finish the [bitch] we in it, more fish in the fortress
Flashback freeze, shatter in the sweater keys
Myer stance, Don Steez

Chorus:

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

[Inspectah
Another boy dyin, crowd noise 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] Hoodz, get your goods pushed back
you fraud, the wool off your Hollywood act
your body on the tracks, pull the back out your raps
Burn like, the human torch, for collapse
the intricate, syndicate, thoughts travel infinite
Thunderous, movin hundreds, we on the run

Banks]
Who bring that Harlem World [shit] the best, we know
New Jack City 2, B. 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, 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 John Silver, the God on your like God-zilla
*RRAWWARRR* She gave away my 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, switch slang
American with no I in the team, laser beam

Sin]
Aiyyo I keep my raggety, pants saggy, millionaire faculty
backin me up, deep for casualties, speak brief
Thoughts like a street sweep, reach peaks
and spaz out, bitch your majesty
palm drillin through your cavity, you want it Dunn how badly
Got eighty cats, creepin in your alley, your dogz at?

Raekwon

Yo, take time out, your nine out
Polly with the all lineup, send mine to shine, what?
Cream lifestyle, aight now..
Fuck around get out, mic fightin 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.."

Flex]
Uh-huh, what?
One baby, big shout 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 Hoodz
Big up my man Sin
Aight, you know how we do, sixty minutes of
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