Luyện nghe bài hát Gimmie My Dat Back

I my Dat back
I my Dat back
I need my Dat
I want my Dat
the hell is my Dat at
I want my Dat
I my dat back
I my Dat back
I need my Dat
I my Dat back
I played 13 for
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 tape and watched your career
I post your face up in my
You had the grim look so I was mad nigga you was mad too
You blessed me opportunity to listen
And by droppin an album you music my mission
I would on the TV
All I see is DMC who I truly to be
And mama a karaoke machine
As present, so I can have with the young adolescence
In my
Fuck a
I'm to busy to get at you
With this
And as time went on my got tighter
An writer, unbelievable reciter
Hit the hip hop
the ciphers
Obie trice dark like a phantom with
And by this time you like a platinum with those

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

2]

Hey yo you came to my town one day I got the
The illest emcee in the rap most preferred
I thought it was a start for me to exploit my
And maybe you lend a out
So I what the fuck I was doin
the DAT
Jetted to the spot
And blew the whole fuckin with my man Joe
Who the ten-dollar Dats
He like "you bout to make it huh o"
I laughed
Shot up out the
Started the
Hold the dat in my right, while I was steerin
Thinking to myself when the started blarrin
HEY YO HEY YO HEY YO
at the spot
Parking lot
Filled rap-a-lots and bad boy cats
Timbos and
Hood thing with Mecca
Old shirty and hands
I got ta trippin on them niggas they started rappin
They the line while u autographin
In fact I finally reached ya
Them niggas got thrown out a time ago, nice ta meet ya
Trice nuttin nice
On mic device
I got a Dat for ya
Clinched in my
But don't take it if you aint gonna holla,

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 is in the door, I'm a bout to go on tour
Yeah

3]
Now a year den past and I aint here yer ass
I den strapped loot
Ready to in the coupe
for NEW YORK
And if I see ya I'm a shoot up all your 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 dat back
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 gonna holla
You I need my Dat back
I my Dat back
I $13.50 for that
And you aint me back
You know I want my dat back

Cut it out
Cut it out

Trice
Moss
Napp
'99
For your shit