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Текст песни Wu-Tang Clan f Busta Rhymes - The W

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[Busta Rhymes]Yeah, yeah yeah now, what the fuck now?Flipmode Wu-Tang shit, what the fuck now?Yeah yeah yeah..Historical and monumental shitWhat the fuck now? Yeah, yeah, yeahStraight smack a nigga right in the face like this was handballOr make a mural out his face up on a damn wallNiggaz play hard and shit; if you know what`s best for youy`all niggaz better safeguard your shitEven though we rep brass knuckle rapFuck with street geniuses and bowlegged chicks who walk with a gapStreet niggaz now the corporate bossStill go to y`all resteraunt for steamed fish and Irish mossAnd y-yo, the way we do it and you see how my shit bombYour whole show wack and I`ma cancel your sitcomFuck a nigga broad `til she tired and real calmYou ain`t knowin my name tattoed on your bitch armThe way we blow SHIT is a shameCasually bust my gun and celebrate bustin a cork on the champagneWrote you with a whole new approach that lead a whole team of niggazY`all should know I only ball like a coach, NOW![Raekwon the Chef]Check out the light fixture, freak lines like white bitchesLet the mic lines - hang that slang is ridiculousEmperor of warlords, big gun only fuck with sawed-offsThat`s my specialty, more to bustShot out my bed parrot keep it gangster LordI analyze your work those that got merked were not establishedTexture look classy, arm baby 2000 raspberryS-5, blowin through AsburySoon to own steakhouses, glowin like makeover thousandThem them niggaz, robbin from Pinkhouse`sShow and prove, knockin off cab driversGod, sodomize money, ring two hundred thousandSee the color of the carved out Wu emblemBaby, it`s all designers, tailor-made Wu goosesLimousine, automatic new uzi`s in `em yoRelax, cousin just cruise through, jewels with him[GZA]Move up the block, giant box blast my songNon-stop strictly hip-hop, march onDoo-rag hang long, metal tape is high-biasGraphics, captured with the colorful, irisI zoom in, while the listeners tune inSome assumin they paid dues and joined the unionLost nigga couldn`t rumble in this wild jungleQuick to crumble, type to be on the stand and fumbleDivine Master, threw on the track that made `em bleedHe produce at unattainable rains of top speedThis powerful magnet, that left `em stagnantwas unlikely in cameras in larger fragmentsUn-filled rifle, scout sniper, shots preciseStarlight scope, with the night vision deviceSplendid marksman, that`ll shoot the one off the diceSplit a grain of rice, in one shot we kill `em twice{*GUNBLAST*}

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