Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Even Try It

Yo Jeff, what's shakin',
What's up,
Hey man, you remember girl I knew
I to school, man
The one who used to diss me Yeah

When the record out she called me two days ago, man
Man, my phone is ringin' off the
With askin' me for tapes and free records
I, man, I ain't with it, word man, this

This rap is for you people in the past who against me
Who snatched up every opportunity to me
Put me down like I was nothin', me like a jerk
Now I'm seein' the of all my hard work

now that it's my records on the wheels
Somehow all of a sudden, it's a whole new
So for those in the who dissed me, don't deny it
What, you're sorry? Huh, even try it

Word man, man, are a trip, man
Put everybody down about up with that
Yo word, man, I let 'em know, bust this

I used to this girl by the name of Theresa
I did all I could to make her her emotions to me
But she wouldn't do it, she built up a wall
And I couldn't break it

I used to walk to school of the week
Watchin' Theresa on the other side of the street
One day I finally got my up to speak
But she dissed me and dismissed me with a on my cheek

So I bought six bottles of new cologne
But all I got from was
(Leave me alone)
I bought new clothes to wear
But all Theresa say was
(Get out of my face)

So I up this quest for Theresa
But then on the day my was released
A strange thing happened it came on the radio
Theresa her neck just to say
(Hello)

I looked at her, I said, "You must be foolish, why did you me
On the way to school if you interested?", she said
("Oh, I apologize")

I looked into her dark brown eyes I said
"You ignored me for on and now
All of a sudden you be my friend?
You didn't talk before so don't talk now, be
What, you like me? Huh, don't even try it"

Man, she had a nerve, man
man, hey man, but she ain't had half
As nerve as that old record producer, man
when he dissed us, man?
What, up?

When I started rappin' I had one idea
And it was set in my mind very and clear
I that I wanted to be a rap artist
I would my all and work my hardest

But when I my song to a record producer
He told me that I better go drink some rap
Or somethin' 'cause my song was absurd
He said that it was the worst that he'd ever heard

You know my ego was shattered, he my groove
I could hear him up as I left the booth
(Ha, haaa)
I my song was good but he busted my bubble
The title was 'Girls Ain't Nothing But

Luckily I found someone who had
He lifted my ego up into place
His name was Dana
And he thought my song was on
So two weeks it was out on wax

It busted up the like a hydrogen bomb
Up, up, up, up it
I made people eat the words said I couldn't achieve
Now had no choice but to believe in me

Then no than my record came out
That old producer started callin' my house
One night he me 'bout at half past 12
He said, "I've got cash if you wanna sell"

I said, "You big, stupid, idiot
I told you before that my was a hit
But you just laughed I was some kind of kid
Now don't you what you did?"

"I you'd get off my tip, yes, that's my request
You see, he who laughs last, always laughs
Okay, I'll be reasonable, you buy it?
Okay, I'll sell it, psych, don't try it"

Ha, ha, that's how you put it to him
Word man, how you gotta
You what? Let me tell you something
I got dissed so hard, man, this
tell you, what's up?

Yo Prince, do you remember when we started out
How we used to go to all the parties just to rock the
(Word man, I those good days well)
Why chill out, man, 'cause I got a to tell

About years ago, I began my quest
To be the best deejay in the U.S.
There was a lot of deejays for my spot
would put me down every chance they got

Never cut me a break on any given
They used to all at me and say
(Pfsss, aight)
(But your 'Magnficient Cuts' were released)
(All of laughter ceased)

(When you and I to do our shows)
(All the would say was, "Ho, ho, ho")
Yeah, time time we were tearin' it up
While you the mic and I rocked the cut

But now that I'm makin' a name for
All deejays are like
("Yo Jeff, up?")
But all that stuff is dead, no, I ain't it

approach me on the street and say
("Yo Jeff, how 'bout a ticket, man, to your next show?")
But I say no and I tell 'em where can go
I can't believe that they had the to hop on my tip now
(Yeah man, word)

Just the other day homebody me on the street
And said,
("Yo Jeff, how a record for free?")
I said, man, the way you me, you better go buy it
("But Jeff, friends)
For Don't even try it

Hey man, I'm tellin' you up
You how it is, man
Man people, are a trip, man
Maybe they'll next time not to dis people

We 'em, we let 'em know
'Cause I with it, man, that stuff is dead
Dig it, Jeff, chill, man, alright