Luyện nghe bài hát About Me

[**feat. Rhymes:]
[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 to business, making them diskettes, pushing sixes
Rocking wild on jackets are sickening
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 stuck in
to flame broil his coke and get busy
What? Politics, pop collars and violent whips
Stay fly, 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
out, moving professional, frying more fish
I heard it in slurs, them niggas is
we ball to the maximum, give me the floor, for real
I show off and let my money get
it to a new level, new bezzle, few rebels
Few wolves with on, you know we get test
~Raekwon (Busta Rhymes)~]
Me, nigga, me, who, Cash Rule
(Hah, better it down, niggas'll smash you, homey, uh)
Me, nigga, me, through, rascals
(Hah, half gorilla, ape in them track suits, black, come on)
Me, nigga, me, capsules, birds,
Ounces and (no licking the glass, duke, yeah)
Yeah, yea-yea-yeah, yea-yea-yeah, (yeah)
I'm here, so there, yea-yea-yea-yeah, yeah
[Busta
Here comes the, a presentation taking you places you never been
Deadlier than the combination of and heroin
I see the weakness in most of you niggas 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 ditecting a German, hateful niggas, chicks be
And if you look to me, and there's a problem then
I put you under an ultraviolet light or a
As if I was busy counterfeit dollars 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 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 this and you pour it
So euphoric, document moment, shit is so historic
[Repeat

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