Luyện nghe bài hát Y'all Been Warned

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wu Tang, nigga, that's up
Wu Tang, nigga, what's up
Eh, eh, eh
Wu Tang, nigga, that's up
Wu Tang, nigga, that's up

Wu Tang, nigga, crash ya , laugh at you
You bastard, you pass through an ass or two
me roar timbaland tree weed galore
MC's with y'all ain't neva seen befo'
El pass that, ya puff too slow
what's up yo, the kid with the buck toothed flow

Oh, that's man south paw I throw my left hand
To that hardcore shit that even the tec jam
Oh my trust me, ain't nuttin' like some hood shit
Gotta love my dogs but nuttin' like a good bitch
Strictly, if I'm down, she comin' wit me
Whole time screamin', oh my God, ain't no

Y'all warned, about them killa bees on the swarm
Y'all been warned, you either step or get upon
me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long
Can't until ya fake ass gone
Y'all been warned, about killa bees on the swarm
Y'all been warned, you step or get stepped upon
Nigga, uh oh I they're playin' our song
Lit clan in da front, sayin', "It's on"

Try to wu hate, duck, you suck my
Watch the block get clear when I my
Boomerang darts, you can't my
No tellin' clan man you got struck by
get tucked when he walk by hawk eye
Arrows bein' fired crossbow, I talk fly
You etcha sketch all my rhyme threat
Try to my flow, you catch ya throat strep

Soaked in cess, dope, you eat the tec's
flex, W crown, the ice O L X
Up in the oolie, yo, who you
bizzi, ghost deini, rollie finger and them toolies yo
Stainless Bobby, boy, you have an English
To try to detain the slang that we can to
Plus you peep arief, kid, you sleep
I this heap of shit, you in steep

Y'all been warned, about killa bees on the swarm
Y'all been warned, you either step or get upon
Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs last long
Can't wait until ya ass gone

Yo Amist the gravel, play the of the big apple
Broadcastin' live the pits of the battle
Wigs split and rattled, get shook out ya
You ever hear me losin', one of fix the panel
Ask who Wu, that's true, known
Who drama, fathers of your whole persona

The mad doctor, stay in the O R
In too deep, beyond of the sonar
Still a vet, say my name to hall of fame
Hurtin' third string players, day in the game
It's on, son, the killa bee come
the world shake with one continuous drum

Y'all been warned, about them killa on the swarm
Y'all been warned, you step or get stepped upon
Correct me if I'm wrong but fake thugs last long
Can't wait until ya ass gone

ya gun, killa I got you
Shoot this in his face fast, mumblin I heard you I forget Wu
Wear ya crown, black down what's the two
at y'all niggas bolwin' at the cops too
Eh yo, my stay Bulletproofs racin' in Coups yea we the realest
Ultraviolet leathers on, pealin' this, love the illest
Gorilla things, background with a history
pumpin' crack, yap clowns, we all real in here

Strap a bomb on a member, let y'all niggas know we here
Blasted, it's like cheeba I splashed it
Real reefer heads'll know the of hittin' glass
I told y'alls, against y'all, Ginsengs, Gods
Picture me you in the yard for R's
Kid saw Staten, nine Bin
on, colorful draws, lookin' all relaxed in

Y'all been warned, about killa bees on the swarm
Y'all warned, you either step or get stepped upon
me if I'm wrong but fake thugs never last long
Can't wait until ya ass gone
Y'all been warned, them killa bees on the swarm
Y'all been warned, You step or get stepped upon
Nigga, uh oh I think playin' our song
Lit blunts, in da front, sayin', "It's on"