Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody Wanna Know

Artist: charli f/ dj premier

Yeah,
(charli baltimore)
Bout to lay it down for these
(charli baltimore)
What, speakin' on c.
Yo, uh, yo, yo

one

Now everybody wanna know the outcome, of I come out
My roads to success, pay dues, the thumb out
Hitch-hike, from she aight, to she's the
I permit to front, now I got a license what
Everybody know if I spit my own hits
Come to any session, any song in
Drop 48 on spots like remixes
All hoes do is add on my words like
Roll 'thorough from deep south to these sixes
Been way cats ideas of mad riches
Phone numbers, bank
They match the time, what
9-9-9, 9-9, 9-9
And the punchline, give my thoughts at "crunch time"
I drop cats front, 2, three much
You want, hot shit, pop shit or toxic
Underground gossip, '99, I shit, what

[dj
baltimore' <-- charli
'charli <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my crew with...
commission.. get it right'
'charli <-- charli
baltimore' <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my crew with...
commission...'

two

Yo, uh, yo
Now everybody wanna know the
Go soft in the rays, in other words b, they ice
price, mostly rap cats, nigga
So if I dis ya, better have 48-master mister
Or misses, bitches, came in with preim-o
Jet flight flocks, in l.v., reno
Casino, I'll play ginger, I don't no
Divas, see her, niggas see us
Fall off, only we do is parl' off
If it's beef, only you do is call off
Talkin' about starter, please, we got is up
we got shows where you're at, don't even show up
Niggas need to grow up, they flow up
Accept diamonds won't blow up, and put they dough up
On how I grow up, and what
Catch you on the charli, you don't up
the dial tone...

[dj
baltimore' <-- charli
'charli <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my crew with...
commission.. get it right'
'charli baltimore' <--
'charli <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my crew with...
commission...'

Verse

Yo, yo, uh
Now everybody wanna know my third,
Niggas still tryin' to worry if I'm worth they
Why rap about clothes, merchantile
the hot shit, in reverse awhile
Attachin' to it, in my years, you through
In no time, I blow mine's, forget it, you
C-h-a-r-l-i, dot it, no 'e'
Ain't never spotted, shit, nigga can throw me
Can't nobody hold me to nothin' they show me
Knew now, and half now, do the math now
See who laughs now, e-mail, not mail
Get the heffers like e-mail, rhyme with such
Geared to my songs seashells, de-rail
Rappers off my track if they is wacked
Half the on my back, you can see me head on
Yeah me, red on point, be dead on, uh

[dj
'charli baltimore' <--
baltimore' <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my crew with...
'the commission.. get it
baltimore' <-- charli
'charli <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my with... untertainment'
commission...'