Luyện nghe bài hát # 1

[Intro: Joe
Let me just make this
Loud and clear - Jersey's
Some dude's got wit me
Over there - I ain't
Some see me creep
They all type - that's alright
You know I slurp my
I'm clipped inside - aight (Just Blaze!)

[Verse: Joe
Yes it's the one and only (what else?)
And I to have fun, here homie (what else?)
And I came wit a ton of (but!)
Don't get it the gun is on me (now)
This chick's wit her man on me
I'll holla at her when she done wit
Cause, Jump Off I got a ton of freaks
One named Tasha, one Monique
One's diva'd out, her make-up tight
She got her good heels on wit her ice
And ma to club, so she stay up nice
And she give me just the way I like!
One's real ghetto, don't give a
She knows I'm not her man, she riff bout cheating
Joey go to her crib on weekends
real late when the kids are sleeping
'Tis the season, no BS music
and learn, see us do this
Geeks new shit
Playboy I keep to make dudes see less units (c'mon!)

[Chorus: Rhymes]
stop won't stop
Rock it to the
Cause we - ah get
Cause we - ah get
Cause we - ah get
Joe Budden, Bus
Cause we - ah get
And we seeing
There's some hoes in house
There's some hoes in house
Light that in tha house
Smoke 'dro in tha house
that doe in this house
Bring that doe in house
Where dem hoes in house?
Where dem in this house?
my niggas at?

[Verse: Busta
who's coming?
It be the God of the
It be the God of the
It be the God of the
be black and blue up your shit
And swell up your nose
Lotta bitches love when I spit so let me dazzle you
Let me prazzle head, do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack of that money and get a of the 'dro
Better back it up money before they crack through the
I got a pack of them niggas that leave a crack in yo
HOLD UP!! ... see I finished wit y'all
Before I diminish let me handle my business wit
you niggas, you shook! all you looking all nervous
Maybach the club, parked crooked on purpose
Now ladies my Maybach
Probably hold six in the and three if ya fat
hold more in the back if they sit on the lap
I gotta go and move to the to see where it's at

[Bridge: Joe
Let me just make this
and clear - Jersey's here
Some got problems wit me
Over - I ain't care
Some see me creep
mack all type - that's alright
You I slurp my drink
I'm clipped inside - kids

[Verse: Joe
Yes yes y'all who believe me?
Don't be fooled it ain't easy
All y'all so 'n so's shamed, cheesy
You wonder why people don't go and they change on a weekly
(But) Who's fly in rap? I in
By myself, no one behind the
And fuck Scan, I ain't BUYING that
Cause y'all sell em to the stores buy 'em back
Now one hot storm, fly and rap
If the of you provide is wack
I see creativity dying
I'm glad charge so high for they tracks (tell em why though)
Now do it all, you just applying the rap
Honestly now, it's not the economy's
Now rap suck they own pee hole
The wacker the music the the ego
Fans suffering, gasping!
And it's embarassing! Jump Off I'm the
I'm still hungry, I'm fasting
Y'all fade out, I'm getting it cracking

Whoo! [repeat to