Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin Vs Wu Tang

[Kung-fu
Master!
[Sounds of
Toad style...
The Shaolin tried to use the Lord
To learn our Wu-Tang fighting!
The would never do that!
Wouldn't you? The Shaolin always looked down at us
Are you afraid the Wu-Tang become more famous than you?

So you your Shaolin poison to set up my master and deliberately frame me!
nonsense!
not nonsense! I saw it myself!
Nonsense! The Shaolin have nothing to from the Wu-Tang but our swordfight

[Intro:
Aiyo! on! Let go of the ratchet, son, come on, let's go! Come on!

Villagers, gangstas, pillagers,
New whips, fifths, Louis Shallah, bitch
turtlenecks, the Chef, already reps
Lean off the petty jets, we buy the very
Outfits, powerful rich, pouncers, camel
One bump, two lumps, the shotgun, the new
With bird, buying herb, new kick, designer birds
She on, and we up, let's re-up, and up
hate it, Rae made it, Clientele, we gon' sell
You gon' starve, he gon' jail, night boots, with whales
snub, surgical leather gloves, never loved
We kill, take it to the Hill, we forever real
Old records, old luggage, you I'll with no
You and we spray, kill off them old buzzards
We it, can't stand it, you read, the Wu Manual
We found it, stay grounded, we will, we scrambling

sample:]
Hold fire!
You two traitors!
You've the Shaolin and Wu-Tang
No, we have not, it's just that the same
That's right, my
You misunderstand our kung-fu
It belong to anybody, IT EVOLVES!
'em!

The wrist lifter, the grave sitter, sitter
The jobless, to open the vault, your sister
The Pyrex, the up in the five, live as
Blunt rolling, only a on, some whiskers
slapper, the gat packer, blackjacker
Extortionist, friendly as shit, Bob and
Ones folder the stove, gold rover
The dresser, the chop bagger, Marvin Haggler
Rap stabber, eat you alive, gold
Sixteen paces and shit, hold the
Pimp style, Axel Foley, stolen
All ya niggas that know me, owe me

[Kung-fu
I don't a damn! Listen
Hahaha, And I'll kill anyone, who to go against...