Luyện nghe bài hát Damn Right

[Intro Ms.
Uh, Ms. Jade,
It's like that old "back in the day" house
Dance shit right here

1 Ms. Jade]
They got me, my back, looking over my shoulder
I'm the best part of wakin' up, like a cup of
I'm the oldest and the at the same time
to the beat, like we both got the same mind
I got the for the flava of the figgas
Ya'll dont know what done triggered
Squad'll ride and turn big whipper, they me
From block niggas shot cracks, college boys
Them niggas with dreads and
I spit like an S curl
I don't get 'em naucious
I make them hurl
it up, next level once I get involved
Back flip, kick, I spit like I'm Lara Croft
The is off, I made every shot, from every block
Hydro to the ready rock, I semi pop I got beef wit ya
Dem things gonna get cha, better ya peeps wit ya

Bubba (Ms. Jade)
Is you a for them faggot boys (Damn right)
Would you off this bottle wit me (Damn right)
Could you it all to get some more (Damn right)
Do you eat, sleep and Philly (Damn right)

[Verse 2 Ms.
Since I was on bottles, and playin' wit my rattles
wit the flow, plus I'm itchin' for a battle
Grab you and choke you up, toss you in the
make you drown when you sinkin' in the water
Callin' for the coroner, in Florida
Ya'll don't deal with this broad, nigga i'm warnin' ya
Hot like Timmy, push ya buttons I'm Jimmy
Peep shit, street shit, game in me
It's a gimmick, fuck the house, I'll it to the limit
ugly like a gremlin, if you messin' wit my spinach
Smoke green in them seats, lean
Ms. Jade, an army to beat me
I gotta you, one time you'll get it
A little talent but you don't what to do with it
I'm through wit it, all that other is minor
Key element, right to water, sun and fire
I'm the 215, so ya'll guys better recognize
Handle half and leave the to God
Nothin' to lose and to prove
I save the bender for the suckas, shit I'm the rules

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[Verse 3 Ms.
no way ya'll folks don't smell what I'm preparin'
I carin' 'bout ya mom, pop or aunt Karen
I do on a daily basis
Words boil you like hot soup and let you taste it
I'm the bang, minus the chitty cocksucka
Born like 16th Street to the Ruckas
I'm dumb nice, ruin ya lives
See a watch but you broke, at ya dumb ice
Sometimes I feel outta place I stick out like a sore thumb
Wild out so I can't 'til the tour come
I'm Gladys without them damn Pips
Plus I smoke on them L's til my fingernails is black
I'm so hip, ya'll see the shit I be on
Talk tough, niggas be like plastic neons
I'm disgusting, for ball bustin'
Crushin', bluffin', dustin', it's

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