Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Been Warned

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wu Tang, nigga, what's up
Wu Tang, nigga, that's up
Eh, eh, eh
Wu Tang, nigga, what's up
Wu Tang, nigga, what's up

Wu Tang, nigga, crash ya , laugh at you
You bastard, you through slap an ass or two
Hear me roar timbaland tree galore
MC's with gusto y'all ain't seen befo'
El Producto pass that, ya puff too
That's what's up yo, the kid the buck toothed flow

Oh, that's meth man south paw I throw my hand
To that hardcore shit that make the tec jam
Oh my goodness trust me, ain't nuttin' like some shit
Gotta love my dogs but ain't nuttin' like a good
Strictly, if I'm goin' down, she wit me
time screamin', oh my God, ain't no mystery

Y'all been warned, about killa bees on the swarm
Y'all been warned, you either or get stepped upon
me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long
Can't until ya fake ass gone
Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the
Y'all been warned, you step or get stepped upon
Nigga, uh oh I think playin' our song
Lit blunts in da front, sayin', "It's on"

Try to wu hate, duck, you suck my
Watch the block get clear when I my
Boomerang darts, you duck my
No tellin' which clan man you got by
Chains get when he walk by hawk eye
Arrows fired from crossbow, I talk fly
You etcha sketch all my rhyme threat
Try to bite my flow, you catch ya throat

in cess, dope, you eat the cold tec's
flex, W crown, the ice O L X
Up in the oolie, yo, who you
John bizzi, ghost deini, rollie finger and toolies yo
Bobby, boy, you have an English folly
To try to detain the that we can to polly
you didn't peep arief, kid, you sleep
I this heap of shit, you in steep

Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the
Y'all been warned, you either or get stepped upon
Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never long
wait until ya fake ass gone

Yo Amist the gravel, play the of the big apple
Broadcastin' live from the pits of the
Wigs and rattled, get shook out ya saddle
You ever hear me losin', one of y'all fix the
Ask who Wu, that's true, known
Who knows drama, fathers of your persona

The mad doctor, locked in the O R
In too deep, beyond reach of the
a vet, say my name next to hall of fame
Hurtin' third players, first day in the game
It's on, son, the killa bee come
Make the world shake with one drum

Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the
Y'all warned, you either step or get stepped upon
Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never long
wait until ya fake ass gone

Wave ya gun, I got you
Shoot this nigga in his fast, mumblin I heard you I forget Wu
Wear ya crown, black what's the block two
Blow at niggas bolwin' at the cops too
Eh yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin' in yea we the realest
Ultraviolet on, pealin' this, love lookin' the illest
Gorilla things, monster with a history
You're pumpin' crack, yap clowns, we all in here

Strap a bomb on a family member, let y'all niggas we here
Blasted, like cheeba when I splashed it
Real reefer heads'll know the of hittin' glass
I told y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, Gods
Picture me you in the yard for R's
Kid saw Staten, Bin Ladens
on, colorful draws, lookin' all relaxed in

Y'all warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
Y'all been warned, you either step or get upon
me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long
Can't wait until ya ass gone
Y'all been warned, about them bees on the swarm
been warned, You either step or get stepped upon
Nigga, uh oh I think playin' our song
Lit blunts, in da front, sayin', "It's on"