Luyện nghe bài hát Carry My Baby

[Chorus: Bizzy
Tell 'em I'm to come up out the show
my baby wherever my baby need to go
As take advantage of corridors, get away from hell
Carry in baby, tell me what ya need to know

Yeah, yeah

[Bizzy - Chorus]
that shit up, turn the vocals up, fuck 'em
Let's get this shit baby
This why I like this shit, like this

[Bizzy
I feel 'em rushin on me, jumpin on me, don't baby (hey)
I see the bitches in the military, call baby
It be so hot up in the kitchen let us before the luncheon
Destiny God, we warriors, 7 crunch ya
Crack the devil's (ha ha)
Crack the devil's head; whylin out,
Crack the head, whyle out, pandemonium
Official rapper's suspicion, like I'm on the podium, podium
the money y'all, yeah
That's the season, the season
Now my season, season through the people with the evil
They don't rule shit, bullshit, won't meet the reaper
Latch gate
They couldn't tie the laces on Jesus sneakers
Warrior with a
we are warriors, warriors, warriors

[Bizzy
They tryin to reach ya with them old tactics, make us strong
But when the karma comes back in other physical
'em man up, stand up, sit down, hands up
Hit that, that, dope fingers, that slug bitch
So what if I with the warfare, everybody is here for the sightly change
in physical war, only the Lord is keepin me sane
Above with the grain, in the go-go with the
the Lord you know we got him, in the name of our lord and savior Jesus
We stoppin, tell 'em we never won't tumble but think what they did
They humble about but love is here
we struggle up over the for fears
We struggle up all the sin of queer, we outta here, open the beer
Get to the finish the realish to get, to get, realish to get

[Bizzy
By the grace of God - tell 'em the... out the show
my baby, tell 'em I'm 'bout to come up out the show
Carry my baby, wherever you to go
Carry my baby my baby need to go

So we warriors comin to it without no princess
Plenty fuckin piano got your spittin senseless
We represent this, up your trigger finger now
And ain't no weapon formed against us, bitches my style
But it'd be realer if you love me
And I ain't never want a woman, a woman love me
Let me convey, baby I no physical game
In sucker love they tell they put the stick away, let me convey

[Bizzy
By the grace of God, by the of God
we are warriors - by the grace of God
Tell 'em I'm to, tell 'em I'm about to
Tell 'em I'm about to, 'em I'm about to
we are warriors

[Outro: Bizzy
By the of God, and by the grace of God
And by the grace of God, Jesus Christ
Cause we are warriors, we are warriors
Warriors, warriors, warriors,
One, in the name, of our and savior Jesus Christ
In the of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit amen
That shit is rappin what you do