Luyện nghe bài hát Datz On My Mama

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

[Chorus One: Taylor Made,
[Tru] It's Tru (in this ho) Jung Tru (in this ho)
Jung Tru (in ho)
[Nel] And on my momma
[Blu] Blu Goose (in bitch) Blu Goose (in this bitch)
Blu (in this bitch)
[Nel] that's on my momma
[Gube] Gube (in this muh'fucker) Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker)
Gube (in this muh'fucker)
[Nel] And on my momma
Taylor Made! You heard me? on my momma
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
Walkin out the with a hundred awards
I'm the best songwriter and the best producer (now)
Cause whores highly and stoned like Medusa
Yeahhhh, a new Hibushi{?} eatin all
And then I tear the mall for new Prada and Gucci
My album's like Jamie Foxx goin for
Like Martin on "Blue Streak" I'm goin to her
Said my +Ludacris+, I +Disturb Tha Peace+
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 like Milwaukee, D-Bo in the spot
Like on the highway on "Bad Boys 2"
Cause a hundred car when they see Jung Tru
I'm a first round draft pick, the say Derrty
Like Cam over the Roc, you niggaz heard me, yeahhh

One]

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

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

Thug]
You might catch me with a dime with a ass, crazy stash
Pockets like Malcolm Bliss, crazy
My like a runaway train, I'm gone in it
Treat ya body like a and knock off a tone in it (yeahhh)
As far as rap goes, seen a million
On a prepaid celly, a million minutes
And you never seen a throwback, until you meet me
Cause the say Jesus, he played in A.D. (yeahhh)
I don't like too much, kinda hard to
Guns like old toothpaste, to squeeze
And um, niggaz 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 through Snipes on the back of the bike
This life's a "New City" shit, ya heard me?
Yeah, I come through like on the back of the bike

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