Luyện nghe bài hát Young Godz

Intro: RZA,

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

Verse One:

I'm mobb deep, in cherry I forever be
on some thug shit, wild through New York City
Bustin guns rockin jew-els that like sun
is where I'm from
And been down for years on point like stairs (yeah, word up)
'cause the jealous motherfuckers to end my career
I never feared, the is hell, but I learned ta
Keep my mouth shut and pack a burner
And squeeze, if I get front on my millimi
will have my enemies, behind
Niggaz that think live 'cause they puff a little lye
Pack a bullshit, twenty-five, nah don't they'll kill us

Chorus: RZA, Rae

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

Verse Two:

Yo, deep in the of the Atlantic, here comes the killa falcon
I meditate then swing with the of mountains
Brain cells is to be bi-debatable
I think it's hazardous to your ozone layer
A pre-meditated killer plan so kill the Mayor, my
causes to hush, then I rush, like Manchus
who guard jewels and collect, Cash Rules with heavy
I live by and cut veins
Burning bodies into
Between my anger, I lock down chamber
Hillside strangeler, a nigga with a like 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 Allied commander, my enemies is on camera
They seek death, I begin to them (calm down kid take your time)
By giving stitches, bear witness
as I hang with Jehovah's

RZA

Older cats max with young that got the guns
Out of town Big niggaz best to run
Or get stung, by the killa bee stinga the slums
From the young Shaolin Monks, heads with the tongue

Three: Rubbabandz

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 barrier
Scarier, than a tight skirt wrapped a transvestite
The grammar, hype, nigga check stacks
Or you'll be rhyming with a broke
Niggaz about they rollin deep up in here
The way you roll is if you in a wheelchair

Raekwon, RZA

Older...
Yo, calm down man calm 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, Shyheim the Child
So just take time and handle life as it comes
Motherfuckin Rubbabandz, the young godz comin
Cause the real nigga know what they gotta do
Showin and provin youknowhatI'msayin? Shaolin

Verse Killa Sin

Yo, may all the bullshit cease, 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 cock back, action packed and gats
niggaz mats for prats people react, to RZA sharp tracks
Another day body dropped you better keep your shottie cocked
for actin snotty catch karate chops
'cause Wu-Tang live, and a day
you better pray for better to get away when my Beretta spray
We play with commercialism
The rhythm give em more hell than an exorcism
My terrordome be a clever let it be known
I'm packin chrome and phatter than eleven bones
My crew's sicker than that shit
While others get played quick, cause we be making through the grave sift
My right hand man, myself and the
Gun and mic stands reverses help me see my first a hundred
And to my Physical one love power crazy
for all them carbon niggaz lurkin in the rap deal

RZA

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