225 Rounds(feat. U-God, Cappadonna, Bronze Nazareth &RZA) (Explicit)
Wu-Tang"225 Rounds(feat. U-God, Cappadonna, Bronze Nazareth &RZA) (Explicit)"은(는) Wu-Tang의 곡입니다, 2011, Pop. 길이는 4:17, 157 lines / 755 words.
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0:00225 Rounds（feat. U-God, Cappadonna, RZA, Bronze Nazareth） - Wu-Tang Clan feat. RZA
0:02At 3:47, more than 150 rounds of ammunition
0:05Were fired into your apartment
0:06Which was about 200 yards away
0:08A few moments later,
0:10Another fifty to seventy five
0:11Rounds were fired in the street
0:12And you're gonna stand here and t
0:14Ell me you didn't see a god damn thing?
0:17I live life lavish,
0:18And my chain is carats
0:20The last flame on the train to Paris
0:23Used to be lame,
0:23Then I changed to maverick
0:25So many clothes,
0:26Can't name the fabrics
0:27Dynamics, I want the fame
0:30And my name engraved in granites
0:33This the lane,
0:34And I came to grab it
0:35Yeah, you moving sideways,
0:36Change your habits
0:38Yeah, used to rock minks,
0:39Then I change to rabbit
0:40From out the garbage,
0:41I came from Abbott's
0:43Used to be righteous,
0:44Then changed to savage
0:45Bang my ratchet like Bangkok Dangerous
0:4836 Chamber Fists,
0:49Trianglist
0:50Watch me mangle this,
0:52Star spangle this
0:53Rock cowboy wrangle it,
0:54Create mega hits
0:56I'm from the grain,
0:57Game at my finger tips
0:58Yeah, Killah Hill lay it down
1:02Killa Beez on the swarm
1:05Ni**a...
1:10Aiyo, I plow down tracks like
1:11I'm out for revenge
1:12F**k it, it seems like
1:14The drama never ends
1:15Be in the projects,
1:16Like I never left out
1:17Might be on odds goods,
1:19See a ni**a stressed out
1:20I can't take it,
1:21Seems like my hood is cursed
1:22Bad niggas,
1:23I thought that the good was first
1:25My old hawk she march
1:26With a foul parade
1:27Don't learn sh*t,
1:28Til another child is sprayed
1:30I'm out here, f**k it,
1:31Like I live on Targhee
1:33And Rico, keep a low cut like laundry
1:35I don't give a f**k,
1:36Ya'll made me bitter
1:37I'mma whip your kids out
1:39Like a babysitter
1:40I'm a grown man,
1:41But I'm young in the mindstate
1:43Live in every borough but
1:44New York my tri state
1:45Test me, you nothing but
1:47A b**ch on the tour bus
1:48Pour piss on you,
1:49Leave you stuck with four months
1:50My head f**ked up,
1:51I'm off my clean streak
1:53Don't make me pick the nines up,
1:54I come from mean streets
1:55My unit snitched on me, ratted me out
1:58They all ganged up on me,
1:59Try to take my mouth
2:00However the cause,
2:01I'mma chill and get bent
2:03That cut from dirty cloth
2:04Who cut from cement
2:06Original Tazeen got the crazy glow
2:08Them devils try to jump me,
2:09I'm crazy though
2:10Absolut Vodka rap,
2:11Crushing that goose
2:13O.G. all day,
2:14Like I be on the deuce
2:15Pop off with it,
2:17Get your army in order
2:18Staten Africa, Islam
2:19, across that water
2:23Yeah, what you talking about, ni**a?
2:25Word up, you think it can't happen?
2:28Ni**a, I smack all ya'll niggas
2:30This Big Don from the group-iz
2:34Ni**a I be where the stoupe is
2:36Yeah, told 'em,
2:37Have gun will travel
2:38Blowing herb metals,
2:39Black son still gravel
2:41Bronzeman,
2:42Oblong javelins in my cabinet
2:43Detroit submit seeds,
2:45Salutation from the missile plant
2:46Quick to the hollow point,
2:48It ain't no olive branch
2:49My low cal,
2:49Four oh cal in the cardigan
2:51Tempted by Satan,
2:52Put a bullet in his diaphram
2:54Walk around black clouds
2:55And quiet violins
2:56Italian fire blends,
2:58Poet and violent pens
2:59Illest ill, scotch deal,
3:00Plots and iron winds
3:01Up hill near the ghetto spill,
3:02The sirens sing
3:04Street dreams,
3:05Black seed and the inspired kings
3:06From fire water veins,
3:07Still rain mystery
3:09And chains due to my roots,
3:10No doubt in the ring
3:11On the road to riches
3:12And diamond speech
3:14I might turn a bag
3:15And wash sand in the mountain peaks
3:28Yo, I don't text to send messages
3:29My testosterone stimulate her estrogen
3:31Whether black, caucasian or the Mexican
3:33Asians, she get the message
3:35And she coming back for sex again
3:39Organic drugs, my natural persuation
3:41You under the influence of 36 invasion
3:43Spider-Man amazing,
3:45But I'm darker than Parker
3:46Skin got abrasions from Maria and Tasha
3:49Sliding down a street pole,
3:51Pull up to your party
3:52Stimulated with a jeep full of
3:54Cherry gap honeys and bottles of Vodka
3:56Plus the w**d bowls, here we go
3:59Meditating, never jealous, over zealous
4:01Wu-Tang Clan's my fellowship,
4:02Fans massive acapellas
4:03Of our lyrics,
4:04Would be with tracks embelishes
4:06The idea clearer that Wu-Tang Forever
4:09This, way of life is art,
4:10Rhymes and cleverness
4:12Enjoying by God, no man could sever this
4:14I complete jobs, free and effortless
4:16Use Tiger Crane,
4:17Snake Style plus the Leopard Fist
225 Rounds（feat. U-God, Cappadonna, RZA, Bronze Nazareth） - Wu-Tang Clan feat. RZA At 3:47, more than 150 rounds of ammunition Were fired into your apartment Which was about 200 yards away A few moments later, Another fifty to seventy five Rounds were fired in the street And you're gonna stand here and t Ell me you didn't see a god damn thing? I live life lavish, And my chain is carats The last flame on the train to Paris Used to be lame, Then I changed to maverick So many clothes, Can't name the fabrics Dynamics, I want the fame And my name engraved in granites This the lane, And I came to grab it Yeah, you moving sideways, Change your habits Yeah, used to rock minks, Then I change to rabbit From out the garbage, I came from Abbott's Used to be righteous, Then changed to savage Bang my ratchet like Bangkok Dangerous 36 Chamber Fists, Trianglist Watch me mangle this, Star spangle this Rock cowboy wrangle it, Create mega hits I'm from the grain, Game at my finger tips Yeah, Killah Hill lay it down Killa Beez on the swarm Ni**a... Aiyo, I plow down tracks like I'm out for revenge F**k it, it seems like The drama never ends Be in the projects, Like I never left out Might be on odds goods, See a ni**a stressed out I can't take it, Seems like my hood is cursed Bad niggas, I thought that the good was first My old hawk she march With a foul parade Don't learn sh*t, Til another child is sprayed I'm out here, f**k it, Like I live on Targhee And Rico, keep a low cut like laundry I don't give a f**k, Ya'll made me bitter I'mma whip your kids out Like a babysitter I'm a grown man, But I'm young in the mindstate Live in every borough but New York my tri state Test me, you nothing but A b**ch on the tour bus Pour piss on you, Leave you stuck with four months My head f**ked up, I'm off my clean streak Don't make me pick the nines up, I come from mean streets My unit snitched on me, ratted me out They all ganged up on me, Try to take my mouth However the cause, I'mma chill and get bent That cut from dirty cloth Who cut from cement Original Tazeen got the crazy glow Them devils try to jump me, I'm crazy though Absolut Vodka rap, Crushing that goose O.G. all day, Like I be on the deuce Pop off with it, Get your army in order Staten Africa, Islam , across that water Yeah, what you talking about, ni**a? Word up, you think it can't happen? Ni**a, I smack all ya'll niggas This Big Don from the group-iz Ni**a I be where the stoupe is Yeah, told 'em, Have gun will travel Blowing herb metals, Black son still gravel Bronzeman, Oblong javelins in my cabinet Detroit submit seeds, Salutation from the missile plant Quick to the hollow point, It ain't no olive branch My low cal, Four oh cal in the cardigan Tempted by Satan, Put a bullet in his diaphram Walk around black clouds And quiet violins Italian fire blends, Poet and violent pens Illest ill, scotch deal, Plots and iron winds Up hill near the ghetto spill, The sirens sing Street dreams, Black seed and the inspired kings From fire water veins, Still rain mystery And chains due to my roots, No doubt in the ring On the road to riches And diamond speech I might turn a bag And wash sand in the mountain peaks Yo, I don't text to send messages My testosterone stimulate her estrogen Whether black, caucasian or the Mexican Asians, she get the message And she coming back for sex again Organic drugs, my natural persuation You under the influence of 36 invasion Spider-Man amazing, But I'm darker than Parker Skin got abrasions from Maria and Tasha Sliding down a street pole, Pull up to your party Stimulated with a jeep full of Cherry gap honeys and bottles of Vodka Plus the w**d bowls, here we go Meditating, never jealous, over zealous Wu-Tang Clan's my fellowship, Fans massive acapellas Of our lyrics, Would be with tracks embelishes The idea clearer that Wu-Tang Forever This, way of life is art, Rhymes and cleverness Enjoying by God, no man could sever this I complete jobs, free and effortless Use Tiger Crane, Snake Style plus the Leopard Fist
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