Luyện nghe bài hát Best Meets Best

[Intro (Luck)]
B-Brokers, Best meets (The best)
It's about time, don't you
(Hey) real chicks
real shit (Concern yaself)

[Chorus
It don't get much better (Whoo-ooo)
You get enough of this (Whoo)

[Verse 1 Ms
I'm easily spittin' facts, ya opinions matter
No matter the muh'fucka we bustin', this muh'fucka poppin' or duckin'
Oh, easy ox, is gangsta girl talk
Money and strong and I'm a pimp, see it in my walk
These niggas get more than bitches, expect
BSin' and half-steppin', how I'm 'posed to respect
Naw, easily could get gone, lucky Jade is harm
Ya'll pissin' over the beats, I'm shittin' on ya front
You it, it could be on, fuck the piano's and horns
Take it 'round the time Eddie Murphy was raw
The was happy and poor, now we poor and pissed
No no Cris, rap music, son-of-a-bitch

2x]

[Verse 2 Luck]
Ms. holla at me...
Yo I ain't in to rappin' funny, clik clak dummies
Have 'em like mummies, wait til the tires get dunny
Baby the pussy's free but my costs money
Chain hang, like I got Alaska on me
Me and the homie Ms. Jade, switch lanes, spit
Cocksucka, we and Louise, with hammers to squeeze
Huh, mami came to thug it, spits colored
jeans in the Gucci, fuck it (Let's go)
I it for real, spit steel grippin' the wheel
I cut ya grill, 'til you like Seal
at me
When them 380's buck, even old duck
Dubs on the truck, by the way my is Luck

2x]

[Verse 3 Luck & Ms. Jade]

Yo yo yo, it just don't get no better, no
No momma can touch, with Jade

It don't get no sicker, no bigger
Best meets best muh'fucka, who figure

Yo sista pass the

Or me the Swisha and roll up a fat one

I'm still off the last one

rap bitches do not know who they dealin' wit

I'll 'em, get 'em hoes that spit

We too sick, this is how it's 'posed to be
Them misses got too prissy, cocked, you fuckin' wit Luck?

You wit Jade, then the Uzi will spray
Right through ya prostate, turn projects into the world

I am a major shit talker, it up
and test

I'ma quick and leave a hole in ya chest

is you still with me?

From

And Philly, zippin' down the
Tricks right, burn right, Def Jam, Beat Club, pretty

We thugs, play tough then we duff in ya mug

4x]

[Outro (Jade)]
it up!!! (Turn it up!!!)
wit it (Rock wit it)
Rewind it (Rewind it back)
I like (I like that)
Ms. (Lady Luck)
Ms. (Lady Luck)
Uh uh