Luyện nghe bài hát # 1

[Intro: Joe
Let me just this statement
Loud and clear - Jersey's
Some got problems wit me
Over there - I ain't
people see me creep
They mack all - that's alright
You know I my drink
I'm inside - kids aight (Just Blaze!)

Joe Budden]
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)
chick's wit her man frontin on me
I'll holla at her when she wit homie
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 on wit her Jacob ice
And ma to club, so she stay up nice
And she me brains just the way I like!
real ghetto, don't give a reason
She knows I'm not her man, she don't riff bout
Joey go to her crib on weekends
real late when the kids are sleeping
'Tis the season, no more BS
and learn, see us do this
Geeks new shit
Playboy I keep to make dudes see less units (c'mon!)

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

[Verse: Busta
Guess who's
It be the God of the
It be the God of the
It be the God of the
You'll be and blue up your shit
And probably swell up your
Lotta bitches love I spit so let me dazzle you hoes
Let me prazzle head, do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a of that money and get a stack of the 'dro
Better back it up money before they crack the dome
I got a pack of them niggas leave a crack in yo skull
HOLD UP!! ... see I ain't finished wit
Before I diminish let me handle my wit y'all
you niggas, you shook! all you looking all nervous
Maybach infront the club, parked on purpose
Now my Mercedes Maybach
hold six in the back and three if ya fat
Probably hold in the back if they sit on the lap
I gotta go and to the party to see where it's at

[Bridge: Joe
Let me make this statement
Loud and - Jersey's here
dude's got problems wit me
Over there - I care
Some people see me
They mack all - that's alright
You know I my drink
I'm clipped inside - kids

Joe Budden]
Yes yes y'all who ain't me?
Don't be fooled it ain't easy
All y'all so 'n so's shamed, that
You wonder why people don't go and spend they on a weekly
(But) fly in rap? I in fact
By myself, no one the attack
And Sound Scan, I ain't BUYING that
Cause y'all em to the stores then 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
now, it's not the economy's down
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 hungry, I'm still fasting
fade out, I'm just getting it cracking

Whoo! to fade]