Luyện nghe bài hát Datz On My Mama

[Intro:
Yo, how you when a muh'fucker serious?
When put it on his momma, let's go
(Derrty!) and gentlemen
Males and females (E.N.T.!) of all (let's go)
All the way St. Louis to Minnesota (we all we got!)
We y'all, Taylor Made

[Chorus One: Made, Nelly]
[Tru] It's Jung Tru (in ho) Jung Tru (in this ho)
Jung Tru (in ho)
And that's on my momma
[Blu] Blu Goose (in this bitch) Blu (in this bitch)
Blu (in this bitch)
[Nel] Nigga on my momma
[Gube] Gube (in this muh'fucker) Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker)
Gube Thug (in muh'fucker)
[Nel] And that's on my
Taylor Made! You heard me? That's on my
They playin 'round hurr, AND THAT'S ON MY MOMMA!

Tru]
J, U, N, G
Catch me in a house with a floors, Benz with a hundred doors
Walkin out the Grammy's with a awards
I'm the songwriter and the best damn producer (now)
Cause whores gettin highly and stoned like
Yeahhhh, a new Hibushi{?} eatin all
And then I tear the mall down for new Prada and
My like Jamie Foxx goin for Diamond
Like Martin on "Blue Streak" I'm to find her
Said my flow's +Ludacris+, I +Disturb Tha
And I ain't "Never Scared," get your Crushed+ in the street
I put +D+ on the +Block+, I'm one of The L.O.X.
Gettin +Bucks+ Milwaukee, D-Bo in the spot
Jamaicans on the highway on "Bad Boys 2"
Cause a hundred car crash they see Jung Tru
I'm a round draft pick, the chain say Derrty
Like Cam takin the Roc, you niggaz heard me, yeahhh

[Chorus

Goose]
Yeahhhh, now I ain't Jigga but I keep Beyoncs me
I ain't Will but I keep a +Smith+ 'n to blaze with me
This get +Notorious+, like my nigga Biggie
I got a +G-Unit+ of killers my nigga 50 (yeahhh)
My chronic chokin, ain't no +Badder than me
I just signed a deal Nelly, I'm with Puff and Murphy Lee
And you can tell, when I stop 'em still, on the Sprees
We gon' leave a trail of rappers still, goin on them (yeahhh)
I of me of when I long stroke, Tia
But Tamara keep it real me, used to pop, pills with me
Know she with a king, ridin through the hills me
Hungry, that's Vanessa +Soul Food+ meals with me (yeahhh)
I take a prissy chick like Lisa by the Bell+
her through the ghetto, make her drive cause she got the mil'
Now I ain't +Money Mike+, the Prada black, and the money right
Honey tight, but I'll holla back, it's funny right

Two: Taylor Made, Nelly]
[Blu] Blu Goose (in ho) Blu Goose (in this ho)
Blu Goose (in ho)
[Nel] And that's on my
[Tru] Jung Tru (in bitch) Jung Tru (in this bitch)
Tru (in this bitch)
[Nel] Nigga on my momma
[Gube] Gube (in this muh'fucker) Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker)
Gube Thug (in muh'fucker)
[Nel] And on my momma
Taylor Made! You heard me? on my momma
They playin 'round hurr, AND THAT'S ON MY MOMMA!

[Gube
You catch me with a dime with a crazy ass, crazy stash
like Malcolm Bliss, crazy cash
My life's like a train, I'm gone in it
Treat ya body like a phone and off a tone in it (yeahhh)
As far as rap goes, seen a million
On a celly, with a million minutes
And you ain't seen a throwback, until you meet me
Cause the back say Jesus, he in A.D. (yeahhh)
I like too much, kinda hard to please
Guns like old toothpaste, to squeeze
And um, niggaz greasy until the steel him 'em
I send 'em back to God and let him deal with 'em (yeahhh)
For the two bars, I'ma murder the mic
And come through like Snipes on the back of the
life's a "New Jack City" shit, ya heard me?
Yeah, I through like Snipes on the back of the bike

[Chorus Three: Taylor Made,
Gube Thug (in this ho) Gube Thug (in this ho)
Gube (in this ho)
[Nel] And on my momma
[Blu] Blu Goose (in this bitch) Blu Goose (in bitch)
Blu (in this bitch)
Nigga that's on my momma
[Tru] Jung Tru (in muh'fucker) Jung Tru (in this muh'fucker)
Tru (in this muh'fucker)
[Nel] And that's on my
Made! You heard me? That's on my momma
They ain't 'round hurr, AND THAT'S ON MY MOMMA!