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

Wu Tang, nigga, crash ya crew , at you
You bastard, you pass slap an ass or two
me roar timbaland tree weed galore
MC's with gusto y'all ain't neva seen
El Producto pass that, ya 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 that even make the tec jam
Oh my goodness trust me, ain't like some hood shit
Gotta love my but ain't nuttin' like a good bitch
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 either or get stepped upon
Correct me if I'm but fake thugs never last long
Can't wait ya fake ass gone
been warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
Y'all been warned, you either or get stepped upon
Nigga, uh oh I think they're playin' our
Lit clan in da front, sayin', "It's on"

Try to wu hate, duck, you suck my
Watch the block get when I buck my
Boomerang darts, you can't my
No which clan man you got struck by
get tucked when he walk by hawk eye
Arrows fired from crossbow, I talk fly
You can't sketch all my rhyme threat
Try to bite my flow, you ya throat strep

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 and them toolies yo
Bobby, boy, you have an English folly
To try to detain the slang that we can to
Plus you didn't arief, kid, you sleep
I seen this heap of shit, you in

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

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

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

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

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

Strap a on a family member, let y'all niggas know we here
Blasted, it's like when I splashed it
reefer heads'll know the meanin' of hittin' glass
I y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, avenge Gods
me stabbin' you in the yard for R's
Kid saw Staten, nine Bin
Valors on, colorful draws, all relaxed in

Y'all been warned, about them killa bees on the
Y'all been warned, you either step or get stepped
Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs last long
Can't until ya fake ass gone
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"