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Correct Wu Tang Tribute Lyrics
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I watch my back like I'm locked down, hardcore Hittin sound, watch me act bugged, and tear it down A literate type asshole, songs goin gold, no doubt And you watch a corny nigga fold Yeah, they fake and all that Carryin gats but yo, my Clan Rollin like forty Macs Now ya act convinced, I guess it makes sense Wu-Tang, yo sewwwwwwwww, represent I wait for one to act up Now I got him backed up Gun to his neck now, react what? And that's one in the chamber Wu-Tang banger, 36 styles of danger Wu tang clan ain't nothing to fuck with, Shame on the nigga who tried to run game the nigga, Cash rules everything around me, CREAM me the money, Dollar dollar bill ya'll, Dollar dollar bill ya'll. I smoke on the mic like smoking Joe Frazier The hell raiser, raising hell with the flavour Terrorize the jam like troops in Pakistan Swinging through your town like your neighborhood Spiderman So uhh, tic toc and keep ticking While I get you flipping off the shit I'm kicking The Lone Ranger, code red, danger! Deep in the dark with the art to rip charts apart The vandal, too hot to handle You battle, you're saying Goodbye like Kevin Campbell Roughneck, Inspector Deck's on the set The rebel, I make more noise than heavy metal. Wu tang clan ain't nothing to fuck with, Shame on the nigga who tried to run game the nigga, Cash rules everything around me, CREAM me the money, Dollar dollar bill ya'll, Dollar dollar bill ya'll. First things first man you're fucking with the worst I'll be sticking pins in your head like a fucking nurse I'll attack any nigga who's slack in his mack Come fully packed with a fat rugged stack Shame on you when you stepped through to The Ol Dirty Bastard straight from the Brooklyn Zoo And I'll be damned if I let any man Come to my center, you enter the winter Straight up and down that shit packed jam You can't slam, don't let me get fool on him man The Ol Dirty Bastard is dirty and stinking Ason, unique rolling with the night of the creeps Niggaz be rolling with a stash Ain't saying cash, bite my style I'll bite your motherfucking. (BRIDGE) Wu tang clan ain't nothing to fuck with, Shame on the nigga who tried to run game the nigga, Cash rules everything around me, CREAM me the money, Dollar dollar bill ya'll, Dollar dollar bill ya'll, Dollar dollar bill ya'll, Dollar dollar bill ya'll, Dollar dollar bill ya'll
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