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
Doin' shit (Concern yaself)

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

[Verse 1 Ms
I'm spittin' facts, ya opinions don't matter
No matter the muh'fucka we bustin', this muh'fucka ain't poppin' or
Oh, easy ox, this is gangsta girl
Money long and and I'm a pimp, see it in my walk
These niggas get more than bitches, that
BSin' and half-steppin', how I'm 'posed to that?
Naw, easily could get gone, Jade is much harm
Ya'll pissin' the beats, I'm shittin' on ya front lawn
You want it, it could be on, the piano's and horns
Take it back 'round the time Eddie was raw
The hood was and poor, now we poor and pissed
No no Cris, rap music, son-of-a-bitch

2x]

[Verse 2 Luck]
Ms. Jade at me...
Yo I in to rappin' funny, clik clak crackin' dummies
Have 'em wrapped like mummies, wait til the get dunny
Baby the free but my time costs money
Chain hang, look I got Alaska on me
Me and the homie Ms. Jade, switch lanes, game
Cocksucka, we Thelma and Louise, with hammers to
Huh, mami to thug it, spits piss colored
Escada jeans in the Gucci, it (Let's go)
I live it for real, spit steel the wheel
I cut ya grill, 'til you look like
at me
When them 380's buck, even old duck
Dubs on the truck, by the way my name is

2x]

[Verse 3 Lady & Ms. Jade]

Yo yo yo, it don't get no better, no hotter
No can touch, fuck with Jade

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

Yo pass the liquer

Or pass me the and roll up a fat one

I'm still high off the one

These rap bitches do not know who they wit

I'll pimp-back-slap 'em, get 'em hoes 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
through ya prostate, turn projects into the world trade

I am a major talker, back it up
and test

I'ma quick spark and leave a hole in ya

Luck is you with me?

Jersey

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

We thugs, play then we duff three 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