Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody Wanna Know

Artist: charli f/ dj premier

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

one

Now everybody wanna know the outcome, of I come out
My to success, pay dues, with the thumb out
Hitch-hike, from she aight, to the nicest
I permit to front, now I got a license what
Everybody wanna if I spit my own hits
to any session, any song in question
Drop 48 bars on spots like
All hoes do is add on my words like
Roll 'thorough bitches' from deep to these sixes
Been way past cats of mad riches
numbers, bank accounts
They gon' the time, what
9-9-9, 9-9, 9-9
And the punchline, my best thoughts at "crunch time"
I cats front, part 2, three much
You want, hot shit, pop or some toxic
Underground gossip, '99, I lock shit,

[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 with... untertainment'
commission...'

two

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

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

Verse

Yo, yo, uh
Now everybody wanna know my third,
Niggas still tryin' to worry if I'm they wild
Why rap about clothes, i'ma
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 can't me
Knew half now, and half now, do the now
See who now, e-mail, not free mail
Get the heffers like e-mail, rhyme such detail
Geared to my songs seashells, de-rail
Rappers off my track if album is wacked
Half the tat's on my back, you can see me on
Yeah me, red on point, be dead on, uh

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