Luyện nghe bài hát Take it Back

On the firing line lock, one round
Ready on the Ready on the left?
Ready on the firing line? for your targets
Yeah, yeah, pay

Welcome to the fish fry where niggaz get burnt to a
out the pot, "Yeah yo I got this"
Long armor, construction's on, I'm
Catch me in the beefs, I bring bombers

Bearded like Talibans, booted, my black
I'll come through, on with the gold llamas
Priceless like emeralds, out the ski mask
King nephew gave it to me for three bags

Of heron, Don Baron, a bag of blow
Fifth out, runnin' up in Saks with the ill
Shake Feds, play dead, yo out what Rae said
Lay on your hands, let the Branson bread

High energy, all my a kin to me
how it go down I still get ten a ki
Beware of my enemies, y'all me
Nike's with the low goose on and I've been a

Wildin' in my headphones, red in my
ganja out, if I die fill up my headstones
With water, dough, acid and gold

All my niggaz who
The spirit'll jump out and grab
Max with the laser on 'em, staircase
bugged thugs in the hallway maxing

Still them 1-6-Ooh niggaz, up
Whoa, hold up, up

The nozzle aim, rip through your frame for change
Fiend for the Rush Hour 4, then pop a
Thousand dollar corks pop, or get off top
Used to be a general, lost your spot

House, two grand'll handle your mouth
Beast mode the G-Code, cancel 'em out
Son, seen hell, fell into the palms of Satan arms
Don that I am made 'em bow in the of God

Graveyard Shiftin', different day, the same
The name then the chain swing and dames cling
Money green, Maury kicks, whips and new
by the few who do live it

Blomberg, make a nigga cop the
Shorty ain't a shorty, he a like Wahlberg
Old man me, don't be, blind to deception, only
Sharp with perfection, homey, your is a weapon

Relax, you got muscles tight, relax
Word,

First we told niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh?
We gon' take it back with
By the time you get a show, we've been all around the globe,
We gon' take it back this

Before you had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang"
We gon' take it back with
When we was on the block, you was under your pops, remember
We gon' take it with this, let's go

truck money, Shazam bangles, play the throne like
Julius Caesar, mob, slash, Killah's guard
passports and visas, all of my goons
They be carryin' spoons boom he had a massive seizure

Hot chocolate lovers, is published
Detroit out of town be dyin' to fuck us
is real talk, shank lullabies
Ben Franks, we like Jet we stay hella high

Curl on the L
We can't S P E L L MTV or TRL
Supreme novelists, we rank superior, the post
low in the 'jects, got it locked in your area

Ain't tryin' to up we like rebel niggaz
Powdered up wildin' in the streets of
No matter the crime, I'm the case
If I'm a wrong, a hit a judge right in his face

Shittin' shanks out, come to court
Mittens on shines blood Wally's that's the color of wine
to me, my criminal mystique
Kick the boards, six thousand a week

Pay homage, what the don beat, a minor threat
I see your sweat roll your cheek
And soft and sweet, your talk is pork
Get murdered in New York when I the heat

And the cost ain't cheap, my advice is
Bring back the life you thought was lifeless
'The Way of the Gun', son, who the
S.K., no stun gun, smooth

Crisis, I played the game, low lifers
In a brawl, ripped the out the walls in Riker's
Vipers in the rooms with slicers
Shiesters with in their blood might bite you

Fuck that bitch, your wife don't write
Cancel her, buy one just like her
in the bucket of ice taste righteous
Today's mathematics when we build in
The baby kill like Air Force strikers
I'm still when I spill the hypeness

The dark and this will come here
That's

First we told y'all niggaz, we showed y'all niggaz, huh?
We gon' it back with this
By the you get a show, we've been all around the globe, huh?
We gon' take it back this

you even had a name, you was screamin', "Wu-Tang"
We gon' take it back this
When we was on the block, you was under your pops, remember
We gon' take it back with this, go