Luyện nghe bài hát Datz On My Mama

[Intro:
Yo, how you when a muh'fucker serious?
he'll 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 bringin y'all, Taylor

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

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

[Chorus

[Blu
Yeahhhh, now I ain't Jigga but I keep with me
I Will but I keep a +Smith+ 'n West to blaze with me
This story get +Notorious+, like my nigga
I got a +G-Unit+ of killers like my 50 (yeahhh)
My chronic chokin, no +Badder Boy+ than me
I signed a deal with 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 keys (yeahhh)
I think of me of I long stroke, Tia
But Tamara keep it with me, used to pop, pills with me
she with a king, ridin through the hills with me
Hungry, that's Vanessa Williams +Soul Food+ with me (yeahhh)
I take a prissy like Lisa +Saved by the Bell+
Bring her through the ghetto, make her cause she got the mil'
Now I ain't +Money Mike+, the Prada black, and the money right
tight, but I'll holla back, bitch it's funny right

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

[Gube
You might me with a dime with a crazy ass, crazy stash
Pockets like Bliss, crazy cash
My life's like a runaway train, I'm in it
Treat ya body like a and knock off a tone in it (yeahhh)
As far as rap goes, a million gimmicks
On a prepaid celly, a million minutes
And you ain't never seen a throwback, until you me
Cause the back say Jesus, he in A.D. (yeahhh)
I don't too much, kinda hard to please
Guns old toothpaste, hard to squeeze
And um, talk greasy until the steel him 'em
I just send 'em to God and let him deal with 'em (yeahhh)
For the two bars, I'ma murder the mic
And come like Snipes on the back of the bike
This a "New Jack City" shit, ya heard me?
Yeah, I come like Snipes on the back of the bike

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