Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Even Try It

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

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

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

'Cause now that it's my records on the
all of a sudden, it's a whole new deal
So for in the past who dissed me, don't deny it
What, sorry? Huh, don't even try it

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

I used to know this girl by the of Theresa
I did all I to make her release her emotions to me
But she just wouldn't do it, she up a wall
And I break through it

I to walk to school everyday of the week
Theresa walk on the other side of the street
One day I finally got my heart up to
But she dissed me and me with a smack on my cheek

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

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

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

I looked deep 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 so don't talk now, be quiet
What, you really like me? Huh, don't try it"

Man, she had a nerve, man
Word man, hey man, but she had half
As much as that old record producer, man
Remember when he dissed us,
What, up?

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

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 really
He said that it was the trash that he'd ever heard

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

Luckily I someone who had faith
He lifted my ego back up into
His was Dana Goodman
And he my song was on track
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 that said I couldn't
Now they had no but to believe in me

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

I said, "You big, stupid, idiot
I told you that my record was a hit
But you just laughed like I was kind of kid
Now you regret what you did?"

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

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

Yo Prince, do you when we first started out
How we to go to all the parties just to rock the house?
(Word man, I remember those days well)
Why chill out, man, I got a story to tell

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

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

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

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

approach me on the street and say
("Yo Jeff, how 'bout a ticket, man, to your very show?")
But I say no and I tell 'em they can go
I believe that they had the nerve to hop on my tip now
(Yeah man, word)

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

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

We told 'em, we let 'em
'Cause I ain't with it, man, that is dead
Dig it, alright Jeff, chill, man,