Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Matter

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

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

Yo, yo, yo, yo
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 in Rio
(It matter)
Cause if you sharing, people ain't caring
Come up in the hood and take everything you're

Back in the days it was all about the
And the so-called thugs used to dance the break for
The girls, they say HEY!
Unless you bought 'em champagne like it was their
Me I used to outside,
my way in
I'm on the guest plus five!
Who's performing
He said
Mister that be needy and selective
(Someone jump the up in here)
Disrespect MC's and catch a smack in your ear
Light up like Vegas 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 ivory my Jacuzzi
Foundation like Kool Herc as DJ Red go berserk
The needle ain't skip the record
Cause y'all too hard
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

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

(Wyclef)(Melky Sedeck)
How many of y'all ever to a barbecue
And you always got honour Uncle that show you
How all the go
And they it off like this
Electric on the dance floor
Freaky-deaky Studio 54
GIRLS! the IRS raids it
Drug money get into music
The dope man an entertainer
that crack alone!
I the customers
I'm into bigger and things Mr. Fiend
You want a
me a guitar and a drum machine
And the crowd will scream loud when the 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 really you
What he do for a living?
(He works on Street he's only home two nights a week)
That's when she said a 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 said you that kid that sing Guantanamera
Way before Ricky Martin started Livin' La 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 watch it was a quarter to
Slid to her crib when we opened the
Her man was on the bottle waiting for her 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 sharing, people ain't caring
Come up in your and take everything you're wearing

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

(Melky Sedeck)
Take me home, to the
I at the Refugee Camp
And the Booga
where I live, oh

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

It doesn't