Wu-tang Clan Aint Nuthing Ta F' Wit [explicit] Lyrics - Wu-tang Clan

Tiger style 

Tiger style 

Yo, huh, huh 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

There's no place to hide once I step inside the room 

Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom 

Bam! Aw, man! I slam 

Jam, now scream like Tarzan 

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I be tossin', enforcin', my style is awesome 

I'm causin' more family feud's than Richard Dawson 

And the survey said, ya dead 

Fatal flying guillotine chops off your fuckin' head 

RZA who was that? Aiyyo, the Wu is back 

Makin' niggaz go bo bo!, Like on super cat 

Me fear no-one, oh no, here come 

The Wu-Tang shogun, killer to the eardrum 

I puts the needle to the groove, I gets rude 

And I'm forced to fuck it up my style carries like a pickup truck 

Across the clear blue yonder 

Seek the China sea, I slam tracks like quarterbacks sacks from L.T. 

Now why try and test, the rebel INS? 

Blessed since the birth, I earth-slam your best 

'Cause I bake the cake, then take the cake 

And eat it, too, with my crew while we head state to state 

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And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

Straight from the motherfucking slums that's busted 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

Hyah 

Step up, boy 

Represent 

Chop his head off, kid 

The meth will come out tomorrow 

Styles, is wild, berserk, bizarro 

Flow, with more afro than rollo 

Comin' to a fork in the road which way to go just follow 

Method, the legend, niggaz is sleepy hollow 

In fact I'm a hard act to follow 

I dealt for dolo, Bogart comin' on through 

Niggaz is like, "Oh, my God, not you" 

Yes, I, come to get a slice of the punk and the pie 

Rather do than die, check my 

Flava, comin' from the RZA 

Which is short for the razor 

Who make me reminisce true like Deja, Vu 

I'm rubber, niggaz is like glue 

Whatever you say rubs off me sticks to you 

Tiger style 

Tiger style 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

Ahh-hah! Yeah 

Representin' Brooklyn queens 

Long island, Manhattan Bronx 

The rugged lands of Shaolin 

Niggaz from Virginia, Atlanta 

Our boys in Ohio 

Comin' through with the crazy, why-oh why-oh 

Yo, niggaz from the source 

My man Kelly moon from the Gavin 

Rod Strickland, Jason and yeah 

True, true, my nigga it's goin' down boy 

We ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

The whole Texas mob, the Chicago mob 

Niggaz from Detroit, fuckin' California squadron 

Comin' through knahmsayin' the whole fuckin' west coast 

To the whole east, niggaz from D.C 

Down in Maryland, all the way over there in Morgan state 

Wu-Tang Clan ain't nuthing ta fuck wit 

All over the whole fuckin' globe, comin' through boy 

Peace to the fuckin' Zulu nation 

Peace to all the Gods and the earths, word is bond 

Wu-Tang slang, choppin' heads boy 

It ain't safe no more 

Peace 

Tiger style 

Tiger style 

Tiger style 

Tiger style 

Tiger style 

Tiger style 

Tiger style 

Tiger style