Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Gambinos

Who to get you
None, they want
I be the first to set off shit, to run
Wu roll as one
I call my brother Sun cause he like one

Scriptures hit the body like sawed-off
Like my hair knotty and my nosepiece
a nigga hottie, that whole pussy probably
Burn the deserts of Mugabe, for real
Ain't fraudulent here, we pioneer
Commandeer a new frontier, be the Wu yeah
Thirty-six of fear, huh you lost it
Information out your faucets, hmm
Time to your crown and leave the grounds
There's a new sheriff in town holding it
the two holster, shit shot smoker
Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the
Wild in the West, a student of my
And is the test, hold up
Let a catch his breath
I'm paying dues and the last one is death
Back to the essence with that shit you stressing, rap profession
Now peep Tical, the son of the Shaolin
my style, criminology pays
The last times and days, Johnny fucking

This for niggas who know
Wu will like yayo, lay low
Plus cooling in
Ricans be giving me shit to touch shit
Stay cool Papa, see you enough shit
Back at the lab a, crack's up
Yo niggas act up, what blow up their workers if have to
Señoritas, fucking up a storm buying margaritas
his dick, up in the whip long
Designed for rhyme crime nigga time jiggas
Them niggas up in Vigors lighting niggas
Silks Wally wear chain yeah
Jakes beware of black rap
Rock Airs, goose, bears blowing this year
1-800-GAMBINO niggas,

Wu roll together as one, I call my Sun cause he shine like one

Solid gold crown is shining, we're blinding like diamonds
I'm reclining in the sky on a cloud with lining
breasted, bullet proof vested, well protected
The heart, the rib cage, the chest and solar
stones, cracking two-hundred and six bones
And watch your ass get blown to a sea of and brimstone
How dare you approach it them poems
The overfiend like noah green souls with a soldier mean
The grand imperial wizard or is it
The come to pay your ass a visit
bio-chemical, universal giant, the black general
Licking shots at Davy on the bicentennial
Happy Millennium two thousand microchips two shots of
Goes up your adrenalin son it's time for
a model you're resembling the niggas who like following
Trapped inside your projects like a genie inside the and

God stepping forth holy down of the track
It's the sound that surrounds and me like I'm under attack
So I decided to down on the mic
So the pain of the track won't deny the that I'm the master
For lurks, is an expert that hurts
The individual who to visualize under
Cause I strike, thunder
couldn't stand my heat, it's unbearable
My wisdom up your respiratorial
Systems are fractured by the killer
is ragged and thoughts are mad jagged
Enter the entity, my
Is three hundred and sixty of humidity
Represent the of hard knocks and Glocks my
Clan is hostile and got mad for blocks so
the force of impact from the iron side of
The gat as I attack the
From the side of the pack, Starks pass the chrome
Watch a nigga get out his motherfucking dome-piece
Deceased, laid to

Who to get you
None, want guns
I be the to set off shit, last to run
Wu together as one
I call my brother Sun he shine like one

Yo, aiyyo I got to serve them my way, move me room
Holding up your saloon, sweep, like a broom
Full moons make me like a wolf out of breath
only new vocal cords you heard Genius on Gef
So step back, to the lab at, high
My teammate, cells more like a pharmacy
Geraldo, Pablo's plan bro is Bravo
Goodfellas we know, best become novels
The man rocking bands, silk scarves and jams
Early 80's British Walkers, playboys, and shams
The laser beam vocalist well at symphonies
Bad days, watch me snatch ice right outta
them kids that came off with eight million
Robbed the Brinks and I in royal pavilions
Them flower heads must been stupid
Tell me how the fuck black get caught with all that loot kid
There's jet money, underground
and rings too bad you fucked up dummies