Luyện nghe bài hát Datz On My Mama

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

[Chorus One: Taylor Made,
[Tru] It's Jung Tru (in ho) Jung Tru (in this ho)
Tru (in this ho)
[Nel] And that's on my
[Blu] Blu Goose (in this bitch) Blu Goose (in bitch)
Blu Goose (in bitch)
[Nel] that's on my momma
[Gube] Gube (in this muh'fucker) Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker)
Gube Thug (in muh'fucker)
And that's on my momma
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 with a hundred floors, Benz with a hundred doors
Walkin out the Grammy's with a hundred
I'm the best and the best damn producer (now)
whores gettin highly and stoned like Medusa
Yeahhhh, a new Hibushi{?} eatin all
And I tear the mall down for new Prada and Gucci
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, D-Bo in the
Like Jamaicans on the highway on "Bad 2"
Cause a car crash when they see Jung Tru
I'm a first round pick, the chain say Derrty
Like Cam takin over the Roc, you niggaz heard me,

One]

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

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

Thug]
You might catch me with a dime with a crazy ass, crazy
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, a million gimmicks
On a prepaid celly, with a minutes
And you ain't seen a throwback, until you meet me
the back say Jesus, he played in A.D. (yeahhh)
I like too much, kinda hard to please
Guns old toothpaste, hard to squeeze
And um, talk greasy until the steel him 'em
I send 'em back to God and let him deal with 'em (yeahhh)
For the last two bars, I'ma the mic
And through like Snipes on the back of the bike
This a "New Jack City" shit, ya heard me?
Yeah, I through like Snipes on the back of the bike

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