Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmie My Dat Back

I want my Dat
I my Dat back
I need my Dat
I want my Dat
the hell is my Dat at
I my Dat back
I my dat back
I my Dat back
I need my Dat
I want my Dat
I 13 for that
I want my Dat
I my dat back
I my Dat Back
I need my dat

One]
Yo I been listen to you since I was a small
I bought your and watched your career flop
I post your up in my room
You had the look so when I was mad nigga you was mad too
You blessed me with opportunity to
And by droppin an album you made music my
I would on the TV
All I see is DMC who I want to be
And mama a karaoke machine
As present, so I can have sessions the young adolescence
In my
a cartoon
I'm to busy to get at you
With music
And as time on my skills got tighter
An writer, unbelievable reciter
Hit the hip hop
Closed the
trice dark like a phantom with flows
And by this time shit you a platinum with those

I get me a Dat
I a Dat
What the hell is a (Digital Audiotape)
Get a Dat
I get a Dat
Yo... a Dat

2]

Hey yo you to my town one day I got the word
The emcee in the rap game most preferred
I thought it was a for me to exploit my style
And maybe you a hand out
So I dropped the fuck I was doin
the DAT
Jetted to the spot
And blew the whole fuckin sack my man Joe
Who keep the ten-dollar
He "you really bout to make it huh o"
I just
Shot up out the
the engine
Hold the dat tight in my right, I was steerin
Thinking to myself when the voices blarrin
HEY YO HEY YO HEY YO
Arrived at the
Parking lot
Filled with rap-a-lots and bad boy
Timbos and
Hood thing playin with
Old and scissor hands
I got ta on them niggas when they started rappin
aggravating the line while u autographin
In fact I finally reached ya
Them niggas got out a long time ago, nice ta meet ya
Obie Trice nice
On this mic
I got a Dat for ya
Clinched in my
But don't it if you aint gonna holla, aight

Hey yo I gave him the dat, now my foot is in the
I gave him the dat now I'm to go on tour
Yo I gave him the dat my foot is in the door, I'm a to go on tour
Yeah

3]
Now a year den and I aint here from yer ass
I den some loot
Ready to jump in the
for NEW YORK
And if I see ya I'm a shoot up all over shit
Since I wearing troops
And you can't call a nigga to tell me that my shit is garbage
If I see you in concert I'm a
Slap you the roof like Harley did Jack
I want my fuckin dat
THAT

Hey yo I need my Dat
I payed $13.50 for
Hey yo I my Dat Back
Hey yo... My Dat at
I said you said you was holla back
You Know I my Dat back
I want my Dat
I played $13.50 for
And you aint called me
You know I my fuckin dat back

Cut it out
Cut it out

Trice
Moss
entertainment
'99
For your shit