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, on c. b'more
Yo, uh, yo, yo

one

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

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

two

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

[dj
baltimore' <-- charli
'charli <-- 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...'

Verse

Yo, yo, uh
Now everybody wanna know my third,
Niggas still tryin' to if I'm worth they wild
Why rap about clothes, i'ma
the hot shit, in reverse awhile
Attachin' ideas to it, in my years, you
In no time, I blow mine's, forget it, you
C-h-a-r-l-i, dot it, no 'e'
Ain't never been spotted, shit, nigga can me
Can't hold me to nothin' they can't show me
Knew half now, and now, do the math now
See who now, e-mail, not free mail
Get the like e-mail, rhyme with such detail
Geared to my songs seashells, de-rail
Rappers off my track if they album is
the tat's on my back, you can see me head on
Yeah me, red on point, be dead on, uh

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