Luyện nghe bài hát About Me

[**feat. Busta
[Intro: ~Busta (Raekwon)~]
Aiyo, Shallah, what up? (Yeah, you how we do it)
(Turn me up, kid, get it popping)
Crazy, let's go get 'em (Yo Dre, good looking on this coke, man)
(This is official)

Aiyo, it's back to business, making them diskettes, pushing
Rocking wild animals on jackets are
Hear me? From here to Rockaway to Cali, we flipped
Broad day, saute, his lyrics is crispy
Now I got Dre up in the kitchen, Rae in position
to flame broil his coke and get busy
What? Politics, pop and drive violent whips
fly, hungry and wise, you know the code, honor it
Sit back, yelling it's nothing, his buttons get pressed
We stress nothing, we only get dressed
Stretched out, moving professional, frying fish
I heard it in slurs, niggas is blessed
While we ball to the maximum, me the floor, for real
I show off and let my money get
it to a new level, new bezzle, few rebels
Few with medals on, you know we get test
~Raekwon (Busta Rhymes)~]
Me, nigga, me, who, Cash Rule
(Hah, slow it down, niggas'll smash you, homey, uh)
Me, nigga, me, pass through,
(Hah, half gorilla, half ape in track suits, black, come on)
Me, nigga, me, capsules, birds,
Ounces and fifths (no the glass, duke, yeah)
Yeah, yea-yea-yeah, yea-yea-yeah, (yeah)
I'm here, so it's there, yea-yea-yea-yeah,
[Busta
Here comes the, a lethal presentation taking you places you never
Deadlier than the combination of coke and
I see the weakness in most of you that be hollering
So I toned it down, so these words be piercing your lower
What I meant to say abdomen, keep on and following
While I'm ditecting a German, hateful niggas, be swallowing
And if you look to me, and there's a problem then
I put you under an ultraviolet or a halogen
As if I was busy deciphering counterfeit and
Hoes in like kind of Biblical figure, King Solomon
Hah, for the record, what we do is essential
While I captivate the masses and the moments eventful
Doc Dre, Bust, Rae, see the vision?
Most you still in disbelief, just came into fruition now
Pop the cork up off this and you pour it
So euphoric, document moment, shit is so historic
[Repeat

King of spit blood, all on my apron
Wash a face with the mack, smoke 'em like Steak-umm's
Yeah my dynasty's brolic for real, we E, catch the rat
Blow his waist, float in the
You know we all-pro with it, auto-tune
Boom, my fire, sit by the stove, hit it
Real niggas, official as listeners, and visitors
Step in the shit, we all
take the hammer from you, know I'm the animal
Rock a fur hat, no niggas in sandals, boo
get money and dress rugged, these are the times
Keep a on you, blow off in public
And I will surely my niggas the streets
Cop the hottest things to get, and they can eat and then preach
And it go down, worldwide, this the team, this the theme
Me, Dre, Rhymes, my money is mean, what?
Chorus:]