Luyện nghe bài hát # 1

[Intro: Joe
Let me just this statement
and clear - Jersey's here
Some got problems wit me
there - I ain't care
Some see me creep
They mack all - that's alright
You know I slurp my
I'm inside - kids 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 wit a ton of money (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 named Tasha, one named
One's out, keep her make-up tight
She got her good on wit her Jacob ice
And ma to club, so she stay up nice
And she give me brains the way I like!
One's real ghetto, give a reason
She knows I'm not her man, she don't riff cheating
Joey go to her crib on weekends
Real real late when the are sleeping
the season, no more BS music
Watch and learn, see us do
Geeks here's new
I keep exclusives to make dudes see less units (c'mon!)

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

[Verse: Busta
Guess who's
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 you hoes
Let me your head, do and skidattle wit Joe
And get a stack of that and get a stack of the 'dro
Better back it up money before they through the dome
I got a pack of them niggas that a crack in yo skull
HOLD UP!! ... see I ain't finished wit
I diminish let me handle my business wit y'all
Watching you niggas, you shook! all you looking all
Maybach infront the club, parked on purpose
Now my Mercedes Maybach
Probably six in the back and three if ya fat
Probably hold 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 this
Loud and - Jersey's here
Some dude's got wit me
Over there - I ain't
Some see me creep
They mack all type - alright
You I slurp my drink
I'm clipped inside - aight

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

Whoo! [repeat to