Luyện nghe bài hát Unpredictable

[Intro:
Plush and rollies, ice chains and stogies
No bitch could hold me, in this Thug

[Inspectah
I hold it with the grip, solo control the strip
Behold, P.L.O. the click, man, it's over
So quick, notice how we with the knuckles bare
Wu-Tang, keep it like tupper ware
The Jungle, House, gat in your mouth
Polly the wild life, cannibal out
Give this five meal in effect, reel to reel or cassette
Or with the on, peelin' the tech
Killah Hill, man, you feelin' my set, my rep
Annamette with the top down, wheelin' the
Scoop me downtown, cop the brown and back to the
Twist a in front of Jake and still mash on the strip
Face sick with the rap shit, stacking them
In the pits, stick shit, cats packing grips
Bad bitch with the six, after my dick
She like, this pussy, and she smash my click
Not a fake, not a fraud, see my on the wall
Niggas straight, an inmate, try'nna make the board
Snake waiting, dudes for sure, I lay law
Stay raw, cause a 'massacre' no 'chainsaw'
Half y'all talk it, but you don't want war
See my wolves eat the bones and we still more
We be foaming at the mouth, even, I we leave without eating
So reason, pounds are squeezing
The lifestyle of fiends and beans, big and CREAM
Bitches like the Scream Machine
For a of it, the chick strip, clean out the jeans
Next she was smuggling coke between the seams

Dexter Wiggles] + (RZA)
If niggas is listening, the life we living in, is wrong
(Witty Wu-Tang is unpredictable, Wu-Tang is unpredictable)
Back for transitions, to us from harm
We in the race for time... so we lose our mind
But if we run the like a thug
We would lose that mind that we of

You the weapon concealed like a magician's secret dollar bill
Liable to pull a from out of his heal
Snatch the sword from the with one hand
One finger, bzzz, turn ya to sand
be hoping you'd be Spidey, to get away from this
You be hoping you be whitey when the judge get
One man, can't uplift the
Like Method Man standing on the of fans
See the and Lieutenants, true descendant
Splendid, unprecidented, hip hop
Started from the park benches, the NARCs could snitch us
He was God Cypher Divine, trying to the wizzes