Luyện nghe bài hát About Me

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

Aiyo, it's back to business, them diskettes, pushing sixes
Rocking wild animals on jackets are
Hear me? From here to to Cali, we flipped this
Broad day, Chef'll saute, his is crispy
Now I got Dre up in the kitchen, Rae in position
Bout to flame his coke and get busy
What? Politics, pop collars and drive whips
fly, hungry and wise, you know the code, honor it
Sit back, yelling it's nothing, unless his buttons get
We don't stress nothing, we get dressed
Stretched out, moving professional, more fish
I heard it in slurs, them niggas is
While we ball to the maximum, give me the floor, for
I show off and let my get stretched
it to a new level, new bezzle, few rebels
Few wolves medals on, you know we get test
[Chorus: (Busta Rhymes)~]
Me, nigga, me, that's who, Rule
(Hah, slow it down, niggas'll smash you, homey, uh)
Me, nigga, me, pass through,
(Hah, half gorilla, half ape in them track suits, black, 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 there, yea-yea-yea-yeah, yeah
Rhymes:]
Here comes the, a lethal taking you places you never been
Deadlier than the combination of coke and
I see the weakness in most of you niggas that be
So I toned it down, so these words be piercing lower obdomen
What I to say abdomen, keep on listening and following
While I'm ditecting a German, hateful niggas, chicks be
And if you look funny to me, and a problem then
I put you under an ultraviolet or a halogen
As if I was busy deciphering dollars and
in like some kind of Biblical figure, King Solomon
Hah, for the record, what we do is essential
While I captivate the masses and keep the eventful
Doc Dre, Bust, Shallah Rae, see the
you niggas still in disbelief, just came into fruition now
Pop the cork up off bottle and you pour it
So euphoric, this moment, shit is so historic
Chorus:]

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