Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Been Warned

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

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

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

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

Try to wu hate, duck, you could my
Watch the block get when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you duck my
No which clan man you got struck by
Chains get when he walk by hawk eye
Arrows bein' fired 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 them yo
Stainless Bobby, boy, you an English folly
To try to the slang that we can to polly
you didn't peep arief, kid, you sleep
I seen this heap of shit, you in

Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the
been warned, you either step or get stepped upon
Correct me if I'm wrong but thugs never last long
Can't wait until ya ass gone

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

The mad doctor, locked in the O R
In too deep, beyond of the sonar
Still a vet, say my name next to of fame
Hurtin' third string players, day in the game
It's on, son, the bee swarm come
Make the world shake one continuous drum

Y'all been warned, about them killa on the swarm
Y'all been warned, you either step or get upon
Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never long
Can't wait ya fake ass gone

ya gun, killa I got you
Shoot this nigga in his face fast, I heard you I forget Wu
Wear ya crown, black down what's the two
Blow at y'all niggas at the cops too
Eh yo, my Wallets stay Bulletproofs racin' in yea we the realest
Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin' this, lookin' the illest
Gorilla things, monster background a history
pumpin' crack, yap clowns, we all real in here

Strap a bomb on a family member, let niggas know we here
Blasted, it's like cheeba when I it
Real reefer heads'll know the meanin' of glass
I y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, avenge Gods
Picture me stabbin' you in the for R's
Kid saw Staten, Bin Ladens
Valors on, 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
Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never long
Can't until ya fake ass gone
been warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
Y'all been warned, You step or get stepped upon
Nigga, uh oh I think they're our song
Lit blunts, in da front, sayin', "It's on"