Luyện nghe bài hát N 2 Gether Now

Dj....Premier...

[Fred
Uh uh uh
Who could be the
up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the
Standin up I'm
I'm blazin up the
on and on the of rap
Choked up by the smoke in the
Lava and brands me like a bar code
I'm bashin all the media
To keep the media
As reinforcements for the
And alone
Will keep John on the phone (haa haa)
I'm in the zone
I got the bees on the
Where the you at? (Tical!)
Let me you pigeons run ya mouth now
(Shut the up!)
I'm pluggin in them social
That my total bills
Above a
Last I checked it
Thank God I'm blessed a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round and em out

Man]
They call me Big Stud
My middle Mud
Dirty water
Too much for you
And can't stand the
What up Doc? Hold big gun Elmer Fudd
The
Mr. Meth I'm (learn)
too hot for sunblock (burn)
Playin wit
get you state time
Locked behind 12 bars from a mine
Killa in the club
Wit his
Brought a to the dance floor
To cut a rug
Love is all day
Till they throw
And take another in cold blood
Can't me til its your blood
Murder tremendous
is endless
Same shit day
forgive us
They know not they do
All is due
Im big like
And big

(Meth) 2x]

Whats that, I didn't you
(Shut the up)
Come on, a little
(Shut the up)
Everybody in now
(Shut the up)
huh
(Just shut the fuck up shut the up)

Head strong calm ??
Dead weight to wrong
get it on
Twelve
I'll down
Wu whole
Protect wit 4 pound
Limp
Get like merry-go
a scenario
Comin through stereo
Why it
Lifestyles of the prolific and
8 vitamins and minerals delicious
on the street is
They bit my
out they front teefers
Tryin to mine
Actin like they heard it the grapevine
Dope for the bassline 2 for 5 rhyme

hard as nails to the
Where you find that monster she
Wu Tang and Limp roll on the set
Kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug and

Durst]
Mic
So whats it all (bout)
And we gonna run? (run)
we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is
For the blood eyes
We on the track with the Method
So get the (sunblock)
You one shot (haa)
Until you
I
Around you got
outta nowhere

You be by the glare
I told you not to
Now turned into stone
a microphone
But you forget you're in a zone
(So the fuck up)
And take that shit
'cause all your wack
(Doo doo is doo doo)
its weighed out like that
Burnin up your brain like a
So all those that listen
Now even knew what they were missin
And now even knew the sky was fallin

Wu Tang for the crown

2x]

It was over head
All day and day
S I N Y
Wu Tang Killa
And the B-I-Z-K-I-T
Y'all know the
know the rhyme
It ain't easy bein greazy in a full of cleanliness
And, you know, all that madness
We gone

Bizkit
Man
Rock the y'all
it on