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Uzi

アーティスト：Wu-Tang Clan 

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Yo, yeah Don't erase none of that good shit in the beginnin' Yo, spill drinks on ya, get stank on ya Yo, yo, pinky ring shit, yo, that pinky ring shit yo It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of masked kid Shoot out the speakers when my guns get Jurassic Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic, gunplay I mastered No coke, dope mixed down with acid on record Broken down and crafted in seconds Lady's choice, the golden voice still peppered Better, respect it, bitch believe I pull rabbits out the hat, trick's up my sleeves I air out the showroom, the shit can breathe Fix your weave, behold my expertise I got my Uzi back You dude's is wack, face it the Wu is back I got my Uzi back You dude's is wack, face it the Wu is back Take it back to the cleaners, leanin' gettin' rec room punch We in them authentic alley switchin' joints Major general niggaz, five stars Both arms rock when coke dropped we read a hundred niggaz palms Silencers, garbage bags of hash For every cop we paid retired now the nigga on smash Gash you out your burner fast You swing down hatin' me now respect get your fingers off the glass I got my Uzi back You dude's is wack, face it the Wu is back I got my Uzi back You dude's is wack, face it the Wu is back Yo what the fuck yo? Yo what the fuck y'all comin' for? Get the fuck away from my door We got big guns in here, coke over there With blue bag and E pills stashed under the chair And there's boss Hog Black and White Pit with the pink lips Stan thought he was soft 'til he bit his fingers The shit had me dyin yo, big fat nigga bleedin' Big cat nigga all season On the beach truck, stuck with Hawaiian ice Diamond twice the whole city thought I bought Fubu Blew you, authentic doodoo, picture the fog iced out Eighteen karat rap between noodles I got my Uzi back You dude's is wack, face it the Wu is back I got my Uzi back You dude's is wack, face it the Wu is back Up at Killa Bee headquarters, full rips is poured up I saw Johnny sippin' Henny from a iced out cup Yo with the blunt, two-way vibratin' off the hip I sit took, three drags off the honey-dip And what you talkin'? You see my gold fronts sparkin'? Ain't tryin' to hear what you dogs be barkin' Read the headline, that was



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