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作词 : Dennis Coles/Corey Woods/Jason Hunter/Russell Jones/Lamont Hawkins/Clifford Smith/Gary E. Grice/Rakeem Price 作曲 : Dennis Coles/Corey Woods/Jason Hunter/Russell Jones/Clifford Smith/Lamont Hawkins/Gary E. Grice/Rakeem Price I **** yo ass up I **** yo ass up (**** him up Son) I **** yo ass up (**** him up Son) {"{"}Wu for life} I **** ya ass up (**** him up!) Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Who **** round with the trigger! Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Yo I'll **** ya ass up! Hut one, hut two, hut three, Hut! ., live and uncut! Styles unbreakable, Shatterproof To the young youth, ya wanna Get gun? Shoot! BLAM! How you like me Now? Don't **** the style Ruthless wild! Do ya wanna getcha teeth Knocked the **** out? Wanna get on it like that, well Then shout! Lasers, amazers Hit me with the major The damage, my Clan Understand it be flavor Gunnin, hummin comin atcha First I'm gonna getcha, once I Gotcha, I gat-cha You could never capture the Inner-man's stature For rhyme and for rapture, got ****** resigning, now master My style? Never! I put the F*****g buck in the wild kid Let's get together! Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Who **** round with the trigger! Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Yo I'll **** ya ass up! Drunk like 20 white boys in the Back of a pick up truck With hockey pucks and Skateboards on their way to Woodstock Leave home the glock, and 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, Wu-Tang Clan as tight as Strong dreads Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Who **** round with the trigger! Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Yo I'll **** ya ass up! Come wit that ol' loco Style from my vocal Couldn't peep it with a pair of Bi-focals I'm no joker! Play me as a Joker Be on you like a house on fire! Smoke ya! Crews be actin like they gangs, Anyway Be like, "Warriors! Come out And playiyay!" Burn me, I get into s*it, I let it Out like diarrhoea Got burnt once, but that was Only gonorrhea Dirty, I keep s*it stinks in my Drawers So I can get fuzzy-funky for yah Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang RAHH! Here comes the Tiger verses Crane! Ow, be like wild with my style Punk! You playing me, chump, You get DUMPED WU! Is comin THROUGH! At a Theatre near YOU! And get funked up like a SHOE! Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Who **** round with the trigger! Shame on a ***** who try to Run game on a ***** Yo I'll **** ya ass up! I'll **** ya ass up I'll **** ya ass up I'll **** ya ass up I'll **** ya ass up *****! **** his ass up