Luyện nghe bài hát Da Butta

Uh, uh, uh
Whoo, ha ha
Yeah mic
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
now let's go yo

Here da butta, baby
I it smooth and hot
Here come da butta,
it smooth and hot
Here da butta, baby
I it smooth and hot
What? What? What?

Here come da baby, bringing it smooth and hot
Got the staff from K B, singing groove a lot
So I got my spiral notebook, and a pen
And then abracadabra y'all, it again

Married but I flirt a little, the ladies
In the videos I be bringing it Mike in the '80s
Level of based on my level of risk
You've been yelling for the lyricist then reveling

Old school hip hop, a beat and a
Some chapters, some verses, you seek and you
no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by hip hop burns

All aboard on my to fame
Rappers hoping that it'd rain, trying to the game
But rain can't me, I got a coat in the crib
Hey look y'all yellow bricks beefing at the whiz, what?

come da butta, baby
I bring it and hot
come da butta, baby
Bringing it and hot
Here come da butta,
I bring it and hot
What? What? What?

Lil' Kim what?
Lil' Kim, Big Will give a how y'all feel
Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven
If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less
I'd most likely a lot less friends

You know what I learned, let them keep
Uh huh, pull up in an Azure and watch them keep
Kim, haters be making me wanna flip and
No, no, no, chill Will and let me do that,

Huh, I eat can't get with broke cats
You know the like to be where the money at
I'm the mother, like adopted in this
us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis

When will learn? Y'all just interns
You gon' get you earn, just wait your turn
I telephones with the TV screens
So I can have real phone sex, know I mean?

Here come da butta,
I it smooth and hot
Here da butta, baby
Bringing it and hot
Here da butta, baby
Yo, I bring it and hot
What? What? What?

the fun king, I've been doing one thing
Running for years, give me one swing
And it's out of here, crack, over the fence ladies and
Keeping rappers impressed but by my current events
Yes

Big Will swinging the best
What'cha flexing for? Don't be me boy
with me boy, you're stepping on the root of a daisy
I have girl saying, Will, why you do that to my baby?

What looking stupid in the face for?
What? I can't have rocks the of a baseball
Trust me when I cop I sure mine's cut glass
spend my last like a crack head for the blast

Y'all can my ahh, acting like you know me
You ain't got a Roley, this one here, you owe me
All in now, wrists looking better now
Screw greyhound bound, I'm getting now

Burrrr, when she up in the scene
Ice gleam, scream, "Bow to the Queen"
Ring on her mad phat
Leonardo DiCaprio saw it and a flashback

All you rappers wanna snap, Jazzy got my back
Kim bring it back, Lil' Kim press the rack

Yeah, I'm short and sexy, my divine
My name is QB and I blow your mind the
When I step up in the spot, looking hot
All the music stop