Luyện nghe bài hát Watch Ya Mouth

[Intro:
You (General, general) (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang)
up, yeah (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang)
Suuuuuuuu, aiyo, man, the is over
Pop fu*kin....

[Chorus 2X: Man, Raekwon]
You better, watch your, muthafu*kin'
just wolves with beats
You clown n*ggas rule the streets, we send shot
Wu-Tang, we rule the east, taking the block

Aiyo, aiyo, funky and polly, blue X 'liro
lookin' for me, what the fu*k you behind me for?
Stressin' everything I on
I'm from a boulevard n*ggas get jabbed and peed on
homey, we more lavish
I sneak you in the crib, see my lizards in grasses
You try to get me on, yo
And when you see me, you I got my come-up arm on
called me up, rob me
Yeah, we got seed in the back of the Beemer, starving
We lion killas, catch me on stage with the gauge in my right hand
Grenade in his bomber
I money, you know we hungry and talk funny
Coffin ya'll corner rappers, don't walk up on me
I write with only a Malcolm
Jeans getting muddy from clap him

Killa]
My first gun was a .32, right before
Graduated to the .38, a 9
I the .45, stay live, techs held the crack gate in '88
AR spit from far, the tenth, camouflage vet, reppin' the set
We on the east wing, ting, sexy bad
We up at Spring, with that thing
My crew strong, we no search
Or party done, you know how it run
Spray places, covered faces, cases
A big mouth get your teeth knocked the fu*k out
Keep it ninja, money, stay ninja
I injure, any muthafu*kin'

Man]
Garbage, ya time's up, go finish them up
All my soldiers is lined up, my corners is up
Niggas know where to find us, setting the up
Probably shoving them pies up, my rims is up
Wu, we on the rise up, supplied up
Plotting to get you wind up, box, find her
Scratch, we got 'em sized up, and the east is in the house
You, you, you, you, you
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[Ghostface
On the of the projects, gray skully
'lo goose, mack 11 tucked in front of the belt
Prestigious moves, I'm killin' 'em, hoes, I'm 'em
We like George Foreman out in the streets, we 'em
In the van, and dealy's, ready to slam
A arrest box is going off, Toney got grams
Got a bathtub of white, lay it in like sand
Montana Tone about to blow, ya'll cowards like

Deck]
This is boulevard hard, larger than black car
Camouflage rap guard, I stomp the
I.N.S. spit monster bars, split, cigars
My dodge, bitch, y'all are frauds
I get it in like, Tim off the glass, spreading my
I'm like the Pres, sending men off to
What I spit, make 'em spend all cash, I'm so Wu
So new, that I ain't rip off the

RZA done birthed us, some cursed us on
I'm the Grouch, my mouth is a
Earner, plus a good learner, don't the hood
All I needs a burner, Nat Turner
Snake rat murderer, all I hear is talk
Back room's full of goons, with bullet wound
From the first spark, you heard my
(Wu-Tang) exhaust, tomahawk, cruise missile, just launch

Bzzz, out the beehive, you dip and you
But you still can't survive, you can't see five
Check the outlook, this is not in the
You being dragged across the floor, round your jaw with my
juks, five mil', the deal, off the books
Steve Rif' gave the nod, the Universal good
Still spit poison venom, red and Wu denim
Had suits, caramel sundae, all in 'em

Put my Clan in Da Front, 'em
Make 'em all R.S.V.P., if they want it, we invite 'em
No beef, less talk and more
You can roll as a whole, and send you back in fractions
Break fanatic, with crates deep in attics
The pull out the 45, loop the static
I scroll through the menu then, roll to the
The code is armor, or get a hole up in you