Luyện nghe bài hát # 1

[Intro: Joe
Let me make this statement
Loud and clear - here
Some got problems wit me
there - I ain't care
Some people see me
They all type - that's alright
You know I my drink
I'm clipped inside - aight (Just Blaze!)

[Verse: Joe
Yes y'all it's the one and (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 wit homie
Cause, Jump Off I got a ton of grown
One Tasha, one named Monique
One's diva'd out, keep her make-up
She got her heels on wit her Jacob ice
And ma love to club, so she stay up
And she give me brains the way I like!
real ghetto, don't give a reason
She knows I'm not her man, she don't riff cheating
Joey only go to her on weekends
Real real late when the are sleeping
'Tis the season, no more BS
Watch and learn, see us do
here's new shit
Playboy I keep exclusives to dudes see less units (c'mon!)

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

Busta Rhymes]
Guess coming?
It be the God of the
It be the God of the
It be the God of the
You'll be black and blue up shit
And probably swell up nose
bitches love when I spit so let me dazzle you hoes
Let me prazzle your head, do and wit Joe
And get a stack of 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 that leave a in yo skull
HOLD UP!! ... see I finished wit y'all
Before I diminish let me handle my wit y'all
you niggas, you shook! all you looking all nervous
Maybach infront the club, parked crooked on
Now ladies my Maybach
Probably hold six in the back and if ya fat
Probably more in the back if they sit on the lap
I go and move to the party to see where it's at

[Bridge: Joe
Let me just make statement
and clear - Jersey's here
Some got problems wit me
there - I ain't care
Some people see me
They mack all - that's alright
You know I my drink
I'm clipped - kids aight

[Verse: Joe
Yes yes who ain't believe me?
Don't be fooled it ain't easy
All y'all so 'n shamed, that cheesy
You wonder why people go and spend they change on a weekly
(But) fly in rap? I in fact
By myself, no one behind the
And Sound 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 rest of you is wack
I see dying fast
I'm glad producers so high for they tracks (tell em why though)
Now they do it all, you applying the rap
Honestly now, it's not the economy's
Now rap dudes they own pee hole
The wacker the music the the ego
Fans suffering, gasping!
And it's embarassing! Off I'm the aspirin
I'm hungry, I'm still fasting
Y'all fade out, I'm just getting it

Whoo! to fade]