Luyện nghe bài hát Wu - Wear: The Garment Renaissance

Intro: man

Ain't you want baby
It's what you need
what you want baby
It's you neeeeeeeed

Verse rza

Yo diamond crystal rings sharp icicles
Nickel plated pistols, wu-wear covers my physical
Insulated thermal while others drain they co butt solos
Photographic photo type static great motivated
Or wu say boulder head
You can detect the true and living God the scorer
Keep your straight, maintain your weight
But he ate too much monosodiumglutumate, and
And drug rate concentrate, sodium benzoate
By the thighs and tryglycerides
And this advertised her breast size
Eighty-five realize, til the truth opened up his eyes
Then he became highly
And spent time amongst the wise, through a garment renaissance
And wearing benetton
hill, perry ellis, nautica, or liz claiborne
Ocean pacific, fila, blass and leave fitted
Quit the armani sweaters with the gucci knitted
Now all he buys, kani's, cross colours, brothers
Mecca, pell, 88, north q, bear and a few others
For the new year, strictly

method man

Ain't what you baby
It's what you need
what you waaaaaant

Verse two:

Pele egg-head the top
One man the london fog casual hog
Biere denim the cash wu nike and kangol king
Everyday, dlo jacket he gripped with the
Fila supply big daddy started haveta skin derby
Master hil advil
button woolridge, red dickie turtleneck
Mockneck, eighteen carat holdin my shine
In this like macy's or
The 21 son, the new portfolio dunn
Now it's my time, asian wu-wear, cap and wear
One wear plaids the don will hold the for all wear
Plus blue wear, wu-wear, what's on
We're the of this year, wu-wear and fleece wear

three: method man

Ain't what you baby
It's you need baby
come see me
Satisfaction guaranteed
hold your own baby
And just on baby
I got this wine on my
Feelin darlin
Now all you see
Ain't what you need
I know just how low
It
Official nasty asses, straight in dirty glasses
fleece for you and your stinkin piece
Hard time and killer

Just your own baby
Now rock on baby
I got this wine on my
fine darlin
Now all you see
Ain't you need baby
I wanna just how low
It go

Just your own baby
Now just rock on
I got this wine on my
Feelin fine
Now all you see
Ain't what you need
I know, how low, it go