Tonalité : C major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I fuck your ass up
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I fuck your ass up (fuck him up, son)
I fuck your ass up (fuck him up, son)
I fuck your ass up (Wu for life,
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fuck him up)
Verse 2
Shame on a nigga who try to run
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game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger
Shame on a nigga who try
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to run game on a nigga
Verse 3
Yo, I'll fuck your ass up
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Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut
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S.O.A.D., live and uncut
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Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
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To the young youth,
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you wanna get gun? Shoot
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Blaow, how you like me now?
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Don't fuck the style, ruthless wild
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Do you wanna get your teeth
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knocked the fuck out?
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Wanna get on it like that, well
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then shout
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Come on
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Lazers and blazers, hit me with the major The
Verse 4
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damage,
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my Clan understand it be flavor
Gunning, humming coming at ya
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First I'm gonna get ya, once
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I got ya, I gat ya
You could never capture
a nigga man's stature
For rhyme and for rapture,
got niggas resigning, now master
My style? Never
I put the fucking buck in the wild kid
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Let's get together
Verse 5
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Shame on a nigga who try to
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run game on a nigga
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Shame on a nigga who try to
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run game on a nigga
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Shame on a nigga who try to
run game on a nigga
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Wu buck wild with the trigger
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Shame on a nigga who try
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to run game on a nigga
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Yo, I'll fuck your ass up
Verse 6
I bought like 20 white boys in the back
of a pickup truck
With hockey pucks and skateboards on
the way to Woodstock
Leave home the Glock
I have a gun the size of a black hole
Shoot planets, don't get frantic
Throw your hands up in the air,
don't panic
Supreme arm, leg, leg, arm, head
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Wu-tang Clan, Clan,
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as stight as long dreads
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Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a
Verse 7
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nigga
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Shame on a nigga who try
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to run game on a nigga
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Shame on a nigga who try to
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run game on a nigga
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Wu buck wild with the trigger
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Shame on a nigga who try to
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run game on a nigga
I'll fuck your ass up
Verse 8
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I come with that loco style
from my vocal
Couldn't peep it up with
a pair of bi-focals
I'm no joker, play me as a joker
Be on you like a house on fire,
smoke your
Crews be acting like they gangs,
anyway
Be like, "Warriors, come out and play"
Burn me, I get into shit,
I let it out like diarrhea
Got burnt once,
but that was only gonorrhea
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Dirty, I keep shit sticks in my drawers
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So I can get fuzzy-funky for for you
Murder, taste the flame
of the Wu-Tang, rah
rah
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Here comes the Tiger versus Crane
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I'll be like wild with my style
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Punk, you play me chump, you get dumped
Wu is coming through at
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a theatre near you
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And get funk like a shoe
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Shame on a nigga who try to run game on
Verse 9
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a nigga
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Shame on a nigga who try to
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run game on a nigga
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Shame on a nigga who try to
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run game on a nigga
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Wu buck wild with the trigger
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Shame on a nigga who try
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to run game on a nigga
Yo, I'll fuck your ass up
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I'll fuck your ass up
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I'll fuck your ass up
I'll fuck your ass up
I'll fuck your ass up, bitch
Fuck his ass up
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