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Rules

Wu Tang Clan
2001-12-183:22 phútLời đồng bộ

"Rules" là bài hát của Wu Tang Clan, 2001, Pop. Thời lượng 3:22, 139 lines / 666 words.

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0:05Both hands clusty pullin' out gats
0:07Double barreled blew off
0:09The burner kinda dusty
0:10We back don't test bring it
0:12To 'em proper potnah
0:13Comin' from the thirty six chamber
0:15Math let the plate spin
0:18Many many brothers y'all be sparkin'
0:20Stray shots all on
0:21The block that stays hot
0:22If ya f**k with Wu
0:23We gots ta f**k witchu
0:25Who the f**k knocked
0:26Our buildings down
0:27Who the man behind
0:28The World Trade massacres
0:29Step up now
0:30Where the four planes at
0:31Huh is you insane b**ch
0:32Fly that sh*t over my hood
0:34And get blown to bits
0:35No disrespect that's
0:35Where I rest my head
0:36I understand you gotta rest yours true
0:39Ni**a my people's dead
0:40America together we stand
0:42Divided we fall
0:42Mr Bush sit down
0:43I'm in charge of the war
0:45Yes yes y'all the INS bless y'all
0:47Stop hearts like cholesterol let's brawl
0:50Never fall tear it down
0:51Like a wreckin' ball
0:53Role call where my niggaz that's one for all
0:55And all for one
0:56We draw the guns on impulse
0:57Cash in the envelope
0:59Spend it on kinfolk
1:00Then smoke a ounce
1:01As we count mills
1:02Providin' you pure
1:03Ecstasy without pills
1:05Y'all know the rules
1:06We don't f**k with fools man
1:08How the f**k did we get so cool man
1:11Never ever disrespect my crew
1:13If ya f**k with Wu
1:14We gots ta f**k witchu
1:15Y'all dogs better guard ya grills
1:17It's all real
1:17We live from it it's
1:19The god I reelz
1:20Yo' wonderful spark the blillz
1:22Let me build with
1:23The people for the mills
1:24I'm rollin' with the
1:25Rebel I Ill from killa hill
1:27Peace to brownsville
1:28Brothers that'll kill for
1:29The will of the righteous
1:30Twenty five to lifers true and livin' snipers
1:33You wait like sixth sense 'til hard to kill
1:35How you livin' street life
1:36I'm surrounded by criminals
1:38Serial killers tote guns without the serial
1:40High tech street intellect all digital
1:43Project original sheisty individual
1:45New York's bravest
1:46Always supply you with the latest
1:48We hall of famers
1:49And still hit you with the greatest
1:50Took a year hiatus now
1:52You wanna hate us
1:53Thanks to all you haters for
1:54All the cream you made us
1:55Y'all know the rules
1:56We don't f**k with fools man
1:58How the f**k did
1:59We get so cool man
2:01Never ever disrespect my crew
2:03If ya f**k with Wu
2:04We gots ta f**k witchu
2:05Sendin' letters to China
2:06My cousin in wendy's on viacom
2:09At home it's worth money
2:10I adorns
2:11Order drinks all real niggaz
2:12Order your minks yo
2:13We got the fit teds on
2:15Lookin' all fink
2:16Daddy everybody
2:16Get money from now on
2:18Payday flash visas livin' like
2:19Easter e'ryday
2:20Don't f**k benz rather a 430
2:22That sh*t that float through water
2:24Eyeball come up
2:25Drop birdies yo
2:26We can eat right
2:27Or we can clap these toys
2:28I'm with street life ain't
2:29Never been a backstreet boy
2:30Who y'all kiddin' tryin'
2:32To act like my shoe fittin'
2:33Confused with ya
2:34Head up yo' a** like who's shittin'
2:35It's hot nixon
2:37Same team same position
2:38Battin' average
2:39Three five seven and still hittin'
2:40Y'all still bitchin' still
2:41Lame and still chicken
2:43I'm still here one
2:44Leg missin' and still kickin'
2:46'Cause I'm hard
2:47Hard like a criminal
2:48Love like a tennis shoe
2:50Throw slug to finish you
2:51It's the method man
2:52For short Mr Meth
2:53I can tell this motherf**ker ain't Wu
2:55Look at his neck
2:56Comin' from the thirty six chamber
2:57Bring it to 'em proper potnah
3:01It's Wu Tang rushin' yo' gang
3:02Crushin' the game
3:03Pretty thugs clutchin' they chain
3:04Hand cuppin' they thang
3:05Who gets strange
3:06Gassed up playin' with flames
3:08Let a ni**a take off his shades
3:10See what I'm sayin' is
3:11Y'all know the rules
3:12We don't f**k with fools man
3:14How the f**k did we get so cool man
3:16Never ever disrespect my crew
3:18If ya f**k with Wu
3:19We gots ta f**k witchu
3:22All you niggaz
Both hands clusty pullin' out gats
Double barreled blew off
The burner kinda dusty
We back don't test bring it
To 'em proper potnah
Comin' from the thirty six chamber
Math let the plate spin
Many many brothers y'all be sparkin'
Stray shots all on
The block that stays hot
If ya f**k with Wu
We gots ta f**k witchu
Who the f**k knocked
Our buildings down
Who the man behind
The World Trade massacres
Step up now
Where the four planes at
Huh is you insane b**ch
Fly that sh*t over my hood
And get blown to bits
No disrespect that's
Where I rest my head
I understand you gotta rest yours true
Ni**a my people's dead
America together we stand
Divided we fall
Mr Bush sit down
I'm in charge of the war
Yes yes y'all the INS bless y'all
Stop hearts like cholesterol let's brawl
Never fall tear it down
Like a wreckin' ball
Role call where my niggaz that's one for all
And all for one
We draw the guns on impulse
Cash in the envelope
Spend it on kinfolk
Then smoke a ounce
As we count mills
Providin' you pure
Ecstasy without pills
Y'all know the rules
We don't f**k with fools man
How the f**k did we get so cool man
Never ever disrespect my crew
If ya f**k with Wu
We gots ta f**k witchu
Y'all dogs better guard ya grills
It's all real
We live from it it's
The god I reelz
Yo' wonderful spark the blillz
Let me build with
The people for the mills
I'm rollin' with the
Rebel I Ill from killa hill
Peace to brownsville
Brothers that'll kill for
The will of the righteous
Twenty five to lifers true and livin' snipers
You wait like sixth sense 'til hard to kill
How you livin' street life
I'm surrounded by criminals
Serial killers tote guns without the serial
High tech street intellect all digital
Project original sheisty individual
New York's bravest
Always supply you with the latest
We hall of famers
And still hit you with the greatest
Took a year hiatus now
You wanna hate us
Thanks to all you haters for
All the cream you made us
Y'all know the rules
We don't f**k with fools man
How the f**k did
We get so cool man
Never ever disrespect my crew
If ya f**k with Wu
We gots ta f**k witchu
Sendin' letters to China
My cousin in wendy's on viacom
At home it's worth money
I adorns
Order drinks all real niggaz
Order your minks yo
We got the fit teds on
Lookin' all fink
Daddy everybody
Get money from now on
Payday flash visas livin' like
Easter e'ryday
Don't f**k benz rather a 430
That sh*t that float through water
Eyeball come up
Drop birdies yo
We can eat right
Or we can clap these toys
I'm with street life ain't
Never been a backstreet boy
Who y'all kiddin' tryin'
To act like my shoe fittin'
Confused with ya
Head up yo' a** like who's shittin'
It's hot nixon
Same team same position
Battin' average
Three five seven and still hittin'
Y'all still bitchin' still
Lame and still chicken
I'm still here one
Leg missin' and still kickin'
'Cause I'm hard
Hard like a criminal
Love like a tennis shoe
Throw slug to finish you
It's the method man
For short Mr Meth
I can tell this motherf**ker ain't Wu
Look at his neck
Comin' from the thirty six chamber
Bring it to 'em proper potnah
It's Wu Tang rushin' yo' gang
Crushin' the game
Pretty thugs clutchin' they chain
Hand cuppin' they thang
Who gets strange
Gassed up playin' with flames
Let a ni**a take off his shades
See what I'm sayin' is
Y'all know the rules
We don't f**k with fools man
How the f**k did we get so cool man
Never ever disrespect my crew
If ya f**k with Wu
We gots ta f**k witchu
All you niggaz

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