Luyện nghe bài hát Feel The Beat

Yes, yes yall, feel the y'all
Freak, y'all
Ya don't
Yes, yes y'all, the beat y'all
Freak, y'all
Ya don't

When Def Jam me
They hit the
It wasn't free but call it a robbery
They underestimated me quite
It's like that you a godfather B
I'm the of all time
You heard before
But now I say it
It means so more
'Cause it's so
No hype man, no
No reason for writers
Every year I get
Mothers and daughters I'm on fire
Check ya T-Mobile it's all the wire
ya legs baby, hide ya desire
You I'm hot
You preachin' to the
Smilin' and gigglin', thirstin' like
More flavor than cinnamon, they rush with
I make 'em
I do it on
I back hotter
time I resurface
Drop to ya baby
the King
Now ask Russell
Who the west wing?
I ain't gotta be
I do the thing
(Aha)
ya girl with strawberry frostin'
(Aha)
Internationally and respected
You talk slick I'm too large to be
You call my cells disconnected
You keep but my games perfected

Yes, yes y'all feel the beat
(Oh)
Freak, freak
You stop
Yes, yes y'all the beat y'all
(Oh)
Freak, freak
You don't
Uh yes, yes y'all the beat y'all
(Oh)
Freak, y'all
You stop
Uh yes, yes y'all the beat y'all
(Oh)
Freak, freak
You don't
(Hmm)

I'm a star for real my is crazy
love me in the streets I'm gravy
Born with a gift to inspire the
You wanna out do me and I wish you
I'm the master separate from all these
I'm in eighty six, I balled like that
Honey feelin' from sittin' in Maybach's
'Cause her hall is smellin' like Ajax
That's understandable but relax
Hate when folk get money and don't how to act
I'm a millionaire, homie that's a fact
But it's not the ice that makes ya wife
had an entourage and platinum cards
Been gettin' Swedish in Boca Raton
you think all them years I ain't pop no don
Spend a night in trump towers with a eyed blonde
I did it, all my benzes was kitted
When you like a baller you tickle me with it
But yeah there's money out there come on get it
But I'm a get it in a way you never forget it
Let's go platinum albums in a row
Sixty fans, a three hour show
I could care who drop and blow
My name is L L baby, beyond the flow

Yes, yes y'all feel the y'all
(Oh)
Freak, freak
You stop
Yes, yes y'all the beat y'all
(Oh)
Freak, freak
You don't
Uh yes, yes y'all feel the beat
(Oh)
Freak, freak
You stop
Uh yes, yes y'all feel the y'all
(Oh)
Freak, y'all
You stop
(Hmm)

These rap cats get upset me
When clear out the V.I.P.
If honey wanna lounge, we see ID
no negotiatin' you gone pay my fee
I'm the boss, I call the shots to it hot
I don't competition, I'm bigger than the slot
While you waste advances on market rocks
I cop bonds and Wal-Mart stocks
A family man but as a rock
And I die for my kids so stay off my
might be impressed with you but I'm not
After all years I still walk with a bop
keep the ink hot
Still like a fox
Still to battle
You don't your career stopped
Industry shocked I mapped out a plot
And ran around humble with my joint on

Yes, yes y'all feel the beat
(Oh)
Freak, freak
You don't
Yes, yes y'all the beat y'all
(Oh)
Freak, y'all
You stop
Uh yes, yes feel the beat y'all
(Oh)
Freak, y'all
You don't
Uh yes, yes feel the beat y'all
(Oh)
Freak, y'all
You stop
(Hmm)