Luyện nghe bài hát # 1

[Intro: Joe
Let me just make this
Loud and clear - Jersey's
Some got problems wit me
Over there - I ain't
Some 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 the one and only (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
holla at her when she done wit homie
Cause, Jump Off I got a ton of grown
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 give me just the way I like!
One's real ghetto, don't give a
She I'm not her man, she don't riff bout cheating
Joey only go to her crib on
Real real late when the kids are
the season, no more BS music
Watch and learn, see us do
Geeks new shit
I keep exclusives to make dudes see less units (c'mon!)

[Chorus: Busta
stop won't stop
Rock it to the
we - ah get down
Cause we - ah get
we - ah get down
Joe Budden, Bus
Cause we - ah get
And we that
There's some hoes in house
There's hoes in this house
Light 'dro in tha house
Smoke that in tha house
Bring that doe in house
that doe in this house
Where dem hoes in this
Where dem hoes in this
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
You'll be black and blue up shit
And probably swell up nose
Lotta bitches love when I spit so let me you hoes
Let me your 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 through the
I got a pack of them niggas that a crack in yo skull
HOLD UP!! ... see I finished wit y'all
Before I diminish let me handle my business wit
Watching you niggas, you shook! all you all nervous
Maybach the club, parked crooked 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 move to the party to see it's at

[Bridge: Joe
Let me make this statement
Loud and - 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

Joe Budden]
Yes yes who ain't believe me?
Don't be fooled it ain't this
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 behind the
And fuck Sound Scan, I ain't BUYING
Cause y'all em to the stores then buy 'em back
Now one hot storm, fly and rap
If the rest of you is wack
I see creativity fast
I'm glad charge so high for they tracks (tell em why though)
Now do it all, you just applying the rap
Honestly now, not the economy's down
Now rap dudes suck own pee hole
The wacker the music the the ego
left suffering, gasping!
And it's embarassing! Jump Off I'm the
I'm still hungry, I'm still
Y'all fade out, I'm just it cracking

Whoo! [repeat to