Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Gambinos

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

Scriptures hit the body sawed-off shotties
Like my hair knotty and my nosepiece
a nigga hottie, that whole pussy probably
Burn like the deserts of Mugabe, for
Ain't nothing here, we pioneer
Commandeer a new frontier, be the Wu yeah
chambers of fear, huh you lost it
Information out your faucets, hmm
Time to forfeit your and leave the grounds
There's a new sheriff in holding it down
It's the two holster, shit shot
Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the
Wild in the West, a student of my
And life is the test, up
Let a nigga his breath
I'm paying dues and the last one is death
to the essence with that shit you stressing, this rap profession
Now peep Tical, the son of the Isle
Bless my style, pays
The last times and days, fucking Blaze

This goes for niggas who
Wu blow like yayo, lay low
Plus in Barbados
Ricans be giving me much shit to touch
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 buying Gods margaritas
Sucking his dick, up in the whip
for rhyme crime nigga jail time jiggas
Them niggas up in hype Vigors lighting
Silks Wally Figaro chain yeah
beware of black rap millionaires
Rock Airs, leather goose, bears blowing year
1-800-GAMBINO niggas,

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

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

God stepping forth upon holy of the track
It's the sound that and hurts me like I'm under attack
So I to bite down on the mic
So the pain of the track won't deny the that I'm the master
For what lurks, is an expert that
The individual who to visualize under
I strike, like thunder
Niggas stand my heat, it's unbearable
My fucks up your respiratorial
are fractured by the killer tactics
Style is ragged and are mad jagged
Enter the entity, my
Is three hundred and sixty of humidity
Represent the school of hard and Glocks my
is hostile and got mad moss for blocks so
Feel the force of impact from the side of
The gat as I attack the
the blind 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, they guns
I be the first to set off shit, to run
Wu roll as one
I call my brother Sun cause he like one

Yo, aiyyo I got to serve them my way, move give me
Holding up your saloon, clean sweep, like a
moons make me howl like a wolf out of breath
Sold new vocal cords you heard Genius on Gef
So back, to the lab at, high velocity
My teammate, enhance cells more like a
Fuck Geraldo, Pablo's bro is Bravo
we know, best sellers become novels
The man rocking head bands, silk scarves and
Early 80's Walkers, playboys, mocks and shams
The laser beam vocalist does at symphonies
Bad days, watch me snatch ice outta Tiffany's
Remember them kids that off with eight million
Robbed the Brinks and I labelled in royal
flower heads must have been stupid
Tell me how the black niggas get caught with all that loot kid
There's jet money, underground
Submarines and too bad you fucked up dummies