Luyện nghe bài hát About Me

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

Aiyo, it's back to business, making diskettes, pushing sixes
wild animals on jackets are sickening
Hear me? here to Rockaway to Cali, we flipped this
Broad day, Chef'll saute, his is crispy
Now I got Dre up in the kitchen, Rae stuck in
Bout to flame his coke and get busy
What? Politics, pop and drive violent whips
Stay fly, hungry and wise, you know the code, it
Sit back, yelling it's nothing, his buttons get pressed
We don't stress nothing, we only get
Stretched out, moving professional, frying fish
I it in slurs, them niggas is blessed
While we to the maximum, give me the floor, for real
I off and let my money get stretched
Take it to a new level, new bezzle, few
Few wolves medals on, you know we get test
[Chorus: (Busta Rhymes)~]
Me, nigga, me, who, Cash Rule
(Hah, better it down, niggas'll smash you, homey, uh)
Me, nigga, me, pass through,
(Hah, half gorilla, half ape in them 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,
Rhymes:]
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 be piercing your lower obdomen
What I to say abdomen, keep on listening and following
While I'm a German, hateful niggas, chicks be swallowing
And if you look funny to me, and there's a then
I put you an ultraviolet light or a halogen
As if I was busy deciphering counterfeit and
Hoes in like some kind of Biblical figure, King
Hah, just for the record, what we do is
While I captivate the masses and the moments eventful
Doc Dre, Bust, Shallah Rae, see the
Most you niggas still in disbelief, just came fruition now
Pop the up off this bottle and you pour it
So euphoric, document this moment, shit is so
[Repeat

King of kings blood, all on my apron
Wash a nigga face with the mack, smoke 'em like
my dynasty's brolic for real, we hunt E, catch the rat
Blow his waist, float in the
You we all-pro with it, anti auto-tune
Boom, my fire, sit by the stove, hit it
Real niggas, as listeners, gangstas and visitors
Step in the shit, we all
take the hammer from you, know I'm the animal
Rock a spur fur hat, no in sandals, boo
Everyday get money and dress rugged, these are the
Keep a nine on you, off in public
And I will surely feed my niggas the
Cop the hottest 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 is mean, what?
[Repeat