Luyện nghe bài hát Young Godz

Intro: RZA,

Yo
Older *echoes*
Yo
Whassup Rae? What's on Son?
dude?
Yeah, I ain't see cats in a long time
it, yo
Y'all better be on that too
cats max with young godz who got the guns
KnowhatI'msayin
Out of Big Willie niggaz best to run
Y'all the y'all the youth coming up
Or get by the killer bee stinga from the slums
son?
Yo son
Of the young Shaolin Monks, chickenheads get done
You the man, you go first son

Verse Shyheim

I'm mobb deep, in cherry I forever be
on some thug shit, wild through New York City
Bustin guns rockin that shine like sun
Stapleton is I'm from
And been down for years stayed on point like (yeah, word up)
the jealous motherfuckers want to end my career
I never feared, the ghetto is hell, but I ta
Keep my shut and pack a nickel-plated burner
And squeeze, if I get front on my nine
will have my enemies, trees
Niggaz that think they 'cause they puff a little lye
Pack a bullshit, twenty-five, nah think they'll kill us

Chorus: RZA, Rae

Older cats mack, roll with godz that got the guns
You right that kid
Out of town Big Willie niggaz to run
Now yo y'all keep everything moving you know
Or get stung by the bee stinga from the slums
The beat is sounding Star Trek
Of the young Monks, taking heads, with the tongue
So yo, youknowhatI'msayin

Verse Madman

Yo, deep in the ocean of the Atlantic, here comes the killa
I then swing with the force of mountains
Brain is able to be bi-debatable
When I think hazardous to your ozone layer
A killer plan so kill the Mayor, my silencer
causes niggaz to hush, I rush, like Manchus
who jewels and collect, Cash Rules with heavy jewels
I live by name and cut
Burning into flames
Between my anger, I lock down chamber
Hillside strangeler, a nigga with a mask Lone Ranger
Rap poetic is injected the brain athletic
Build off of calisthetics
I'm determined, I a army like Hitler done Germans
and become the commander, my enemies is catching on camera
They seek death, I begin to them (calm down kid take your time)
By giving butterfly stitches, witness
as I with Jehovah's Witnesses

RZA

Older cats max with young godz that got the
Out of town Big Willie best to run
Or get stung, by the killa bee from the slums
From the young Shaolin Monks, taking heads with the

Verse Three:

Yo, yo, is manslaughter, so what you wanna do
Last year, you ran for the border with your
I flip, stacks, all the, time I rhyme
Libra is my sign, and stand swine
When I dine, the automatic
Got niggaz steppin, in the direction
My jurisdiction, is off grounds to you
My proposition, meaning you go for round
Straight up and down, I broke the sound
Scarier, a tight skirt wrapped around a transvestite
The grammar, hype, nigga check your
Or be rhyming with a broke back
Niggaz talk about they deep up in here
The only way you roll is if you in a

Raekwon, RZA

Older...
Yo, y'all calm down man down calm down
Yeah, and yo
Now yo,
I tell y'all
up under the restrictions of the Wu camp
Aiyyo Rae, you got Sin

Madman, the Rugged Child
So just take time and handle life as it comes
Motherfuckin Rubbabandz, the godz comin through
Cause the real nigga gonna know what gotta do
Showin and provin youknowhatI'msayin? forever

Verse Four: Sin

Yo, may all the cease, increase the war fuck the peace
Make shit hot like rockin tube socks at Jones
in the summer, number one run for cover
Keep em with more Lethal Weapons than Danny Gloves
I back, action packed raps and gats
niggaz mats for prats people react, to RZA sharp tracks
Another day nother body you better keep your shottie cocked
for actin snotty catch karate chops
'cause live, forever and a day
you pray for better ways to get away when my Beretta spray
We never with commercialism
The hardcore rhythm em more hell than an exorcism
My terrordome be a clever let it be known
I'm packin chrome and rollin phatter than eleven
My crew's than that AIDS shit
While others get played quick, cause we be making through the grave sift
My right man, myself and the Clan
Gun and mic stands reverses help me see my first a grand
And to my Physical one love power crazy
for all them carbon niggaz lurkin in the rap deal

RZA

Older cats max, the godz yo they got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz to run
Or get stung by the bee stinga from the slum
Come the young Monks, taking heads with the tongue

Older cats max, young godz got the
Out of niggaz best to run
Yo, older mack, the young godz, check it out
Yo, older cats mack, the young godz, they got the
Out of Big Willie niggaz best to run
Or get stung by the killa bee from the slum
From the young Shaolin Monks, takin heads with the
From the slum comes the young Shaolin Monks, heads with the tongue
cats mack, but young godz got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz to run
Or get
Killa bee stinga from the slum, the young
Monks taking heads with the tongue
Older cats max, but young godz got the guns
Out of town Big niggaz best to run
stop it
Older cats max but young they got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz to run
Or get by the killa bee stinga from the slum
From the young Monks taking heads with the tongue
Young Shaolin taking heads with the tongue
Older cats max but young godz got the
Out of town Big Willie best to run
Or get stung...