Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Matter

(The Rock)
Yo this is the kicking it with the Refugee camp
And you're to smell what the Rock is cooking

(Wyclef Jean)(The Rock)
Yo this is strictly a club
to everybody who used to stand outside in the cold
When the FLEX was spinning at the Red
Putting it
And the tired would not let me in
Know what I'm

Yo, yo, yo, yo
I got fifty in the West Indies
(It matter)
I got a pocket of G's and a garden full of trees
(It matter)
I won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
(It matter)
if you ain't sharing, people ain't caring
Come up in the hood and everything you're wearing

Back in the days it was all the clubs
And the thugs used to dance the break for love
The girls, they say HEY!
Unless you 'em champagne like it was their birthday
Me I to stand outside,
my way in
I'm on the guest list five!
Who's tonight?
He said
Mister Lover that be needy and
(Someone jump the up in here)
Disrespect MC's and catch a smack in left ear
Light up like when its time to gamble
Girls scream for me like I was part of the
But I'm not
But I could be your McCartney
An ebony or into my Jacuzzi
Foundation Kool Herc as DJ Red Alert go berserk
The needle skip the record jerked
Cause y'all jumpin' too
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

(Wyclef)(The Rock)
I got fifty Bentley's in the Indies
(It matter)
I got a full of G's and a garden full of trees
(It matter)
I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
(It matter)
Yo if you ain't sharing, people ain't caring
Come up in the hood and take you're wearing
Yo Rock I just a fresh Bentley
(It doesn't matter if you just bought a Bentley)

(Wyclef)(Melky Sedeck)
How many of y'all ever to a barbecue
And you always got honour Uncle wanna show you
How all the go
And start it off like this
Electric side on the dance
Freaky-deaky Studio 54
GIRLS! the IRS raids it
money get converted into music
The man becomes an entertainer
Leave that alone!
I the customers
I'm bigger and better things Mr. Fiend
You a hit?
Give me a guitar and a machine
And the crowd will loud when the bass thump
I can smell it in the air, the of skunk
Excuse me I gotta
you in so much ice you could freeze New York
You're man must love you
What he do for a living?
(He works on Wall Street he's only home two a week)
when she said a little too much conversation
I think she want to in lyrical masturbation
So I proceeded the compensation, I said
Can I offer you a glass of Merlot Mrs. No
(Let's get it straight huh, my Veronica)
She had the ass the size of America
She ain't you that kid that sing Guantanamera
Way Ricky Martin started Livin' La Vida Loca
What hood you come
I was raised and for my studies in Jeruselem
The New Jerusalem yeah that's short for New
Checked my it was a quarter to three
Slid to her crib we opened the door
Her man was on the bottle for her with the 44

(Wyclef)(The Rock)
Now what it look like, it really that
(It matter)
So he the gat at my top hat
(It matter)
Are you You was married!
(It matter)
Cause if you ain't sharing, people caring
Come up in your hood and everything you're wearing

that's when shorty walked up to her man
And she said I gotta go I can't be no more
And she this

(Melky Sedeck)
me home, to the place
I belong at the Refugee
And the basement
where I live, oh

on
Yo Rock man, I like seventeen million records
(It matter how many records you've sold)
Alright I'm check it out
You wanna go get diamond
(It doesn't matter if the Rock wants to go get rings or not)
Man listen,
I just got two new man
(It doesn't matter about Grammy's)

It doesn't