Lyrics:
fresh, so clean'
Had on Chaka Kahn, Beatles and Motown beats
Timberland, Timberlake, Ye, and Z
In big bro's clothes, thrift store jeans
Wu-Tang yellow,
because y'all too busy in awe
Cause I hit this shit Raw
Like ODB, Shimmy Yaw
That's a shoutout to the Wu-Tang let your nuts hang
Bump a few classics in your
to make a dope stack
We know, we know
This years money and thug affiliation
Wu-Tang Clan, Dupri collaboration
AT ya'll?, New York, real live creation
laughin', ha
(Were you just using the Wu-Tang school method against me?
I've learned so many styles, forgive me)
Sit back, relax, fake niggas don't get
did heard of anything as quick as that
I took your spot Randy Moss intercepted like gimme that
Wu Tang I shimmy that
Young ma I'm off the yak
die
Who ya know with a flow like this?
Bring em in
What clan you know blow like this?
Bring em in
Take that nigga [that nigga...]
Wychodzę z domu słucham Wu Tang Clan
Zaczyna się C.R.E.A.M. na uszach czuję dreszcz
RZA pokazał mi jak żyć and protect ya neck
Na dzwonku w telefonie
the game
(it's just not the same)
Unless it's Gilla House, and Wu-Tang Clan, in the house, cop them thangs
Live together and (pop the chain), know your
even knew that the sky was fallin' down
Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown
What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the fuck up)
Come on, a little louder (shut
Don't give a damn
When you see me
You know I'm the man
Styling so free
That's the plan
Ruled by Cream
Students of the wu-tang clan
This that hot rap
ease real simple)
True cause I'm the shorty from the Wu-Tang temple
But I can't sleep you get the girls and the cash
(Yeah yeah but you're the one
here
I wanna tell the world they just don't understand
My man Nas Escobar, Wu-Tang Clan
Keith Murray to the Redman, down south Da Brat
My people are
even knew that the sky was fallin' down
Wu-Tang-Clan for the crown
What's that? I didn't hear you (shut the fuck up)
Come on, a little louder (shut
Slay bitches with the Shaolin slang
Stapletown, Park Hill, we just doing our thang
(Straight up, Wu-Tang killa bees)
The best that ever do it
the world they just don't understand
My man Nas Escobar, Wu-Tang Clan
Keith Murray to the Redman, down south Da Brat
My people are you with me where
the Wu-Tang Clan, my necklace and my heat
Bang bang, different robe every day of the week
2 Angels, dinner plate, fat dollar sign
Universal flag on, nigga, I
the Wu-Tang Clan, my necklace and my heat
Bang bang, different robe every day of the week
2 Angels, dinner plate, fat dollar sign
Universal flag on, nigga, I
man
Chest puffed out little dick in your hand
No fans, cept' your dad who was drunk in the stands
I am a savage were deep as the clan
Wu Tang Wu Tang
Shyheim, the youngest member of the Wu-Tang Clan
Was jumped in a Staten Island club and his face still bears the scar
And you will know my name
to make a dope stack
We know, we know
This years money and thug affiliation
Wu-Tang Clan, Dupri collaboration
AT ya'll?, New York, real live creation
Shyheim, the youngest member of the Wu-Tang Clan
Was jumped in a Staten Island club and his face still bears the scar
And you will know my name
she gave away my pussy I'ma kill her
John john phenom-enon, in japan they call me ichiban
Wu-tang clan, number won!
In the whole nine, I hold mine
Bobby Digital, Abbot of the Shaolin now
Wit knowledge and wisdom
The original sword style begin, birth of the Wu-Tang Clan
throat is swiss cheese
The wild freestyler, wild like Gene Wilder
Wu-Tang killa bee aimed at your brain
with my stinger, it stun your mind, when I bring ya
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