Luyện nghe bài hát # 1

[Intro: Joe
Let me make this statement
and clear - Jersey's here
Some dude's got wit me
Over there - I care
people see me creep
They all type - that's alright
You I slurp my drink
I'm clipped inside - kids (Just Blaze!)

Joe Budden]
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!)
get it twisted the gun is on me (now)
This wit her man frontin on me
I'll holla at her she done wit homie
Cause, Jump Off I got a ton of grown
One named Tasha, one named
One's diva'd out, keep her tight
She got her heels on wit her Jacob ice
And ma love to club, so she stay up
And she me brains just the way I like!
real ghetto, don't give a reason
She I'm not her man, she don't riff bout cheating
Joey go to her crib on weekends
Real real late when the kids are
'Tis the season, no BS music
and learn, see us do this
Geeks here's new
Playboy I keep exclusives to make dudes see less (c'mon!)

[Chorus: Rhymes]
Can't stop stop
it to the rhythm
Cause we - ah get
we - ah get down
Cause we - ah get
Joe Budden, Bus
we - ah get down
And we that
There's some hoes in house
There's some hoes in this
that 'dro in tha house
Smoke 'dro in tha house
that doe in this house
Bring doe in this house
Where dem hoes in house?
dem hoes 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 your
And probably swell up nose
bitches love when I spit so let me dazzle you hoes
Let me your head, do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack of that money and get a stack of the
Better back it up money before they crack the dome
I got a of them niggas that leave a crack in yo skull
HOLD UP!! ... see I ain't wit y'all
I diminish let me handle my business wit y'all
Watching you niggas, you shook! all you looking all
Maybach infront the club, parked crooked on
Now ladies my Maybach
Probably hold six in the back and if ya fat
Probably hold more in the back if sit on the lap
I gotta go and move to the party to see it's at

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

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

Whoo! [repeat to