Lyric Do You Really ThangThang - Wu-Tang Clan

Lyric Song Do You Really ThangThang: Yothis is a Wu Banger two thousand and one noise maker
off the hook guerilla anthem
This is DJ Kay Slayfrom around the way
And I ll smack the shit outta any of you DJ s
that front on this shit think I m playin

Hook Method Man
I heard you ladies got them Thang Thangsdo you really
I heard you niggas like to bang bangdo you really
I heard you ladies got them Thang Thangsdo you really
I heard you niggas like to bang bangdo you really

StreetLife
I never been a fan of the fameI got love for the game
Never lust for the damesI got dust in my veins
Little off in the brainkid talks but its lame
Sniffed a little blow with the rap Eddie Kane
Spent a lot of doughit s so hard to explain
And I fucked a lot of hoes off the strength of the name
Wu Tang see me at the next Lex with the game
Snowboardin down a ski rangeits a blue and grey frame
Keeppointin the fingerI m that nigga to blame
The main reson why you tuck the chain
Self proclaimedgot a lotta profit to gain
And I m leavin the rap game the same way I came

Method Man
Now creep with meas I roll through the Stat
Little Meth got my backlittle pinky fat fat
Let me hit that {*inhale*} contactlearn how to act
Before you bring that drama the end; I ll fade to black
Positivehate kids who tell me lies
Despise guys that wanna get high but never buy
Got 9 lives9 wives that don t listen
Bitchin their biological clocks is tickin
Wu limited edition hot off the presses
I guess it scurtains for competition
Methodrunnin em outgun in my mouth
The kid your momma warned you abouttear down the house
After midnight eatin emcees chase through suburbia
You tremblinbehind the Kremlin wallsurrenderin
That s what you get for Russianrushinin the direction I was bustin
Polish your swordyour shit is rustin

Hook

Masta Killa
12testin testin mic check wreckin
Step into the session
Automatic weapon off safety
Dont play me
Butt brings all them things with silencers
My clans liver than your average 85er
Strive to stay alive
I play for keeps in the streets
Cos its real on the battlefield
Shells hit the ground from the steel
Bullets travelsun set fire to your mind
Words combine when I rhyme to feed the blind
Prepare my queen for battle and walk down
I drink from the wine of violenceno tolerance
Game word bondsword silenced
Me in military fatigues bulletproof underneath
Buy enough ammunitiongo round and sweep the streets
Of BrooklynCentralsugar whipped the rental
While I m lickin out the window at y all
Fuck y all

Hook

Inspectah Deck
Yowe thrive on street life
We strive to eat right
They blindin these sight
We tried to be nice
They talk the small talk
We walk the long walk
We lostthey all thought
They forced to fall short
We rock for hard rock
Rocked the hot blocks
Shop and cop rocks
Watch the top notch in action
Begin to make your head spin
Wu Tang my bredren
We bang like veterans
They came for record spinstaste the medicine
Or face the double Mwe came to trouble them
Hustle them for their 20 mill then buckle them
Enough to spin out the bluebitches lovin them
Dozen men with force of a hundred ten
Stumblin thug passionsit must ve been

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