Luyện nghe bài hát Grand Prix

Get out, and use your skills
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the lyrical grand
We have our racin' for a three million dollar purse
Winner takes all, gentlemen start your

me room, hit the tune
Feature presentation comin' soon, early
Killa Bee platoon, groomed
doom, raise the volume
You react like a in a full moon

With the force of a Trojan horse pushin',
Have your seatbelt
We blastin' into orbit, toward a new chamber
Wu-banger number 9, precision and design
Mastermind the plan a matter of time
From the of the cold world I shine

It's amazin', the grace, change in the
Blazin' the brakes, your space
Which in the race, claimin' first place
Raisin' the stakes, it's a to disgrace

I hold many jewels, more than I wear
I come in peace, for the warfare
The invincible fold, when they're in the square
And the talk mad shit when the is clear

Yes, and gentlemen
We've just completed the lap

kin, knowledge, knowledge, I build with rap scholars
Guns and wallets, prowess, Staten Island
12 men roster, live long,
philosopher, you end up like Jimmy Hoffa

Ain't a damn thing changed but the aim, range
Strange universe, I was nursed to your mainframe
Think first, convert, all live in concert
Pull a skirt, burst, while ya'll niggaz star

Mind your's, why you eyein' for
Posin' like a Matten dog, I must got you wanna die for
Touch mine, reach him up, his headline, both
Nine inch splint push through your nose vent

Got my eyes on the grand prize, place bet
Watch me win it by a landslide, pull off an
Hold the burner close by my hands and my
Hold the trophy and keep my eyes on the prophet

And a new has entered the contest
and gentlemen, driver number 99
In the red car

Fog beam, car 99 Supreme
A high-powered machine sparks of gaboline
The smell of gasoline, roar, the crowd roars
The rag tuck rip, box cut in my jaws

Enforcin' my laws, rap in my garage
The grease lightnin', dusty rose, shake him, bon
Now duel of the iron, flyin' feud for you
The speed demon, rebel talk, triggers, freedom

Was tracked in the pit, I'm writin' exact
I'm crushin' corners, who kid ridin' the track
With the Wu helmet, 6th nigga, 5 track
The but not least, I bliss through the scrimmage
No brakes, I dart, I'm racin' for the

Understand my hunger for my down under
It's the thunderous rush, the sounds get crush
The purse snatchin' pound, by all means cream
your ass out of town

As we the final lap
Team Wu-Tang seems to be
A sizeable on the competition

Yo, I know how to fold 'em like Kenny
Popular demand, stand these piranhas
on the track like a Monaco GT
I out similar to 3D on your TV

Easily breezin' the speed dial climb
Style of rhyme, the foes miles behind
Leavin' skid on the charts
Aimed at the hearts of the fake, sparked on the
It's starts the gate, darts penetrate
Freestyle as the decoy to the bait

Holdin' major weight, my Supreme dominates
Circulatin', all bets you place
In and out of state, twirlin' L's on the
NY to SC, NC to VA, GA to MD, CA to KY
FL to IL, TX to MI

As we the checkered flag, ladies and gentlemen
Team holdin' down the 1st, 2nd and 3rd positions
And it looks like it's goin' to be another win for Team Wu-Tang
As they take home another pot of gold with this three dollar purse
Rebel INS, U-God, Life

Get the loot, get the
Cash money y'all, money ya'll, cash money ya'll