Luyện nghe bài hát Did Ya Say That

I keep your heart is PZA-pumping, the beat is
The crowd get off my style, they want something
The herds start stomping, the that be fronting
They sue for Cash but the courts they give 'em nothing
Your soundman came with the feedback like we that
Security's shining flashlights where the weed at?
in your place, see you guys smoke blowing in your face
And it's hard to it once we came to drop it

Who bold enough to challenge deadly reportation
Of keeping MC's in a situation
No comparison, if you put the darts side by
One will weigh out the other like next to brother
Try to take cover as the battle comes to a
That that supported your rap started implosion
whole chest and your world caved in
They gave in, they just sparks and brave men

Did ya say
Record execs wanna push the way back
And out on my advance
They didn't pay
want seven points
He didn't play that, yo did say that?

Yo, did he say
Record execs push the album way back
And back on my advance
They pay that
Producers want points
He didn't that, yo did he say that?
Yo, did he say

Raindrops keep on your head
So heavy that it's what you're wearing
Ain't caring, so you're hearing what I
I'm making sure it stick a stamp you don't lick
Or a snare no kick, so you know it be authentic
Like the hand-made of a carpenter
The 64 squares make 'em use a

a fine point with the lead, then it's thread
On the then like cancer it would rapidly spread
music is addictive but can't live without it
At times you shout it Wu, they be about it'
A strong following with the die-hard
The loyalty came the songs that went accordingly
I couldn't be more wrong if I changed the
Did something from the most explored rap

Did ya say
execs wanna push the album way back
And hold out on my
They didn't pay
Producers want points
He didn't play that, yo did they say

Yo, did he say
Record wanna push the album way back
And hold back on my
They didn't pay
Producers want points
He play that, yo did he say that?
Yo, did he say

elevation always correct errors
That's the fire till my Clansmen starts to terror
your wig back like we DJ'ing, he ain't playing
My songs set a trap, catch 'em
Now we stuck but overwhelmed by what he came across
Not to play it is a terrible loss at whose
wait like never before for the ball to drop
At the gate lined up for a to cop

I still run into banging my first joint
a essay off the second LP to prove a point
That a rhyme is a terrible thing to
and radio, the God don't chase
But I replace wackness, it shows in your flows
Immaturenesses, all of your hoes, closed
Most of your is in the pocket of your clothes
That you endorse in every rhyme like it's robes

Did ya say
Record execs wanna push the album way
And out on my advance
They pay that
want seven points
He didn't play that, yo did they say

Yo, did he say
Record execs wanna push the album way
And hold on my advance
They pay that
Producers want seven
He play that, yo did he say that?
Yo, did he say