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 bring it and hot
come da butta, baby
Bringing it and hot
come 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 this a lot
So I got my spiral notebook, and a pen
And then abracadabra y'all, it again

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

Old school hip hop, a and a rhyme
Some chapters, some verses, you and you find
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 quit beefing at the whiz, what?

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's the fun king, been doing one thing
Running things for years, me one swing
And it's out of here, crack, over the fence and gents
rappers impressed but depressed by my current events
Yes

Big Will the best sword
What'cha flexing Don't be testing me boy
Messing 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?
I can't have rocks the size of a baseball
Trust me I cop I make sure mine's cut glass
Never my last like a crack head for the blast

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

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

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

Yeah, I'm short and sexy, my love's
My name is QB and I blow your with the
When I up in the spot, body looking hot
All the just stop