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 record
Dedicated to everybody who used to stand in the cold
When the was spinning at the Red Zone
Putting it
And the tired would not let me in
Know what I'm

Yo, yo, yo, yo
I got Bentley's 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)
Cause if you sharing, people ain't caring
Come up in the hood and take everything you're

in the days it was all about the clubs
And the so-called thugs used to dance the for love
The girls, wouldn't say HEY!
Unless you bought 'em champagne it was their birthday
Me I to stand outside,
my way in
I'm on the list plus five!
Who's performing
He said
Mister that be needy and selective
(Someone the Rock's up in here)
Disrespect MC's and catch a smack in left ear
Light up Vegas when its time to gamble
Girls for me like I was part of the Beatles
But I'm not
But I could be your McCartney
An ebony or ivory into my
Foundation like Herc as DJ Red Alert go berserk
The needle ain't skip the jerked
Cause y'all too hard
(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)
What? I just won the bingo a crib in Rio
(It matter)
Yo cause if you ain't sharing, people caring
Come up in the hood and take you're wearing
Yo Rock I just a fresh Bentley
(It matter if you just bought a fresh Bentley)

(Wyclef)(Melky Sedeck)
How many of ever been to a barbecue
And you got honour Uncle that wanna show you
How all the go
And they start it off this
side on the dance floor
Freaky-deaky like 54
GIRLS! the IRS raids it
Drug money get into music
The dope man an entertainer
Leave that alone!
I told the
I'm into and better things Mr. Fiend
You a hit?
Give me a guitar and a drum
And the will scream loud when the bass thump
I can smell it in the air, the smell of
me I gotta cough
Girl you in so ice you could freeze New York
You're man really love you
What does he do for a
(He works on Street he's only home two nights a week)
That's when she said a little too much
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 huh, my name's Veronica)
She had the ass the of South America
She said you that kid that sing Guantanamera
Way before Martin started Livin' La Vida Loca
What hood you from?
I was raised and remembered for my studies in
The New Jerusalem yeah short for New Jersey
my watch it was a quarter to three
Slid to her crib when we the door
Her man was on the bottle for her with the 44

(Wyclef)(The Rock)
Now what it look like, it ain't really
(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
up in your hood and take everything you're wearing

Yeah that's shorty walked up to her man
And she said I gotta go I can't be here no
And she said

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

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

It doesn't