Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-tang: 7th Chamber

Take that
Good Vietnam!
Yeah, morning to all you motherfuckin' notty-headed niggas
Word to the camouflage large
Bitch niggas my body
Bring that fuckin' meth in
Yo yo yo yo
Now we gonna drink some good train
And yo, set it off

Champion gear that I rock, you get your knocked
Then attack you like a pit that shit down
As I and freaks the sound, hardcore
But giving you and more, like ding!
Nah shorty, get you open six packs
Killer attack, flippin' what, murder one, phat tracks
Aight? I kick it like a flite!
Word life, I get that ass I'm fulla spite!
Check the from bedrock, cause I rock ya head to bed
Just like rockin' twin glocks!
Shake the while my beats just break you down
Raw sound, we to war right now

So, yo,
We usually take all garments
Save ya breath I bomb it

I be that nigga from the psycho ward
I'm on the trigger, I got the wu-tang sword
So how you figure you can even fuck with mine?
Hey, yo, Rza! hit me with shit one time!
And pull a foul, niggas save the on the cow
I'm milkin' this ho, this is my show,
The fuck you to do? more than spike lee's do
I'm like a sniper, hyper off the ginseng
Plo style, monks with the owls
So the fucking man? meth-tical
On the box

Yo, yeah, yo
I leave the mic in bags, my rap style has
The force to you lost, like the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, by a madman
the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad of the killer, rap fanatic
Representing the skill that's iller
Dare to compare, get pierced like an ear
The zoo-we-do-wop-bop strictly
and geared cause I just broke out the prison
Charged by the system, for the rhythm!
Now, lo and behold, another episode
Bound to catch another charge when I explode

a hype-ass verse til ya head burst
I ram dead in the track, and that's that
Rap assassin, fastin', quick to blast and hard
I ran up in spots fort knox!
I'm hot, top notch, ghost with logic
Flashback's how I your whole project
I'm raw, I'm and raw! I repeat, if I die
My seed'll be ill me
me, you out of respect, chops ya neck
I get vexed, crashing up a phat-ass lex'
So the way, make way, yo! open the cage
Peace, I'm out, jettin' like a slave

Yo
Ya stripped from ya garments, boy, run ya jewels
While the meth got me open like fallopian
I bring death to a snake when he least
a damn thing changed, boy, protect ya neck
Ruler zig zag, zig-allah jam is
Quick to stick my wu-tang sword right ya navel
Suspenseful, plus bein' bought through my
The pencil, I break strong winds up against
Abbot, that run up through county like the maverick
Caps through the tablets, I gots to make the

Are you, uh, ah, uh
Are you a warrior? killer? slicin' shit a samurai
The ol' dirty bastard
Ol' clan of terrorists
Comin' ass like a sorceress, shootin' that piss!
Niggas be gettin' on my nerves
they be kickin' make me want to kick they fuckin' ass to the curb
I got fresh, like the old specialist
A carrier, messenger, ya
This experience is for the experience
Let it be applied, and then drop that

My my my
My clan is thick plaster
Bust ya, ya
Slit a back like a dutch master killer
Style jumped off and killa,
I was the thriller in the manilla
I came down with phat tracks that combine and
Like getting smashed by a cinder
Blaow! now all over
Niggas seeing hearts, yellow moons
stars and green clovers