Luyện nghe bài hát Gone Delirious

Uh,the monster,Queen Bee,uh huh
You be serious
Fix ya
We do a song
That you never heard
We comin' to this yall
We comin' to rock yall
(This is the premiere)
Yall ready for it
But get for it
Bee
to 'em
(Yo Swizz it at baby?)
to 'em
(Where it at?)

Just to prove to y'all niggas I'm still on top
I told Swizz the guttest shit you got
I'ma it to you raw weather you like it or not
Like its my bullet and I only got one shot
Aim for the middle like I'm throwing a dart
And when I belive its going straight to your heart
I lay my Mack game down nigga straight the start
Don't take it personal baby, you,pay me

nothin' but ladys in my dark blue Mercedes
With the Beravas kit, got niggas mad as
No, we sip unless there ice in our drinks
But we get cold from the ice in our minks
That fly girl persona its a world
Act like you ain't heard about the Gabana
Hollyhood style gettin' love around the
You might me next season on the cover of Vouge

Y'all niggas done delirious
Y'all can't be serious
Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they of us
Y'all know it no comparing us

I moves in the games
The chick is a fraud
I'm important the Queen on the chessboard
talk slick but they ain't got nothin' for me
When I'm in territory
Its a nother story
We never get stuck sometimes take the long
When our aganist the wall we bang our way out

I'm in the "Gettin' money"
Livin' by the code
'Bout to every corner of this rap game sewed
Hattin' homies better start,showin' respect
Or get slaped heard my man G Dep,
holla at the bee and you think ya fly
Impress me dawg some money in the sky
Dream team rockin' the yellow and black
Pull out the black Amali when I'm ridin' with my
666 thats the of the beast
I God nigga and I'm reppin' the streets

Y'all niggas done delirious
hoes can't be serious
Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they of us
know it ain't no comparing us

Return of the widow, goin' down kiddo
Yall hate me,yeah alright
That's why I keep the 4-5 in the
Tresspassers they gon' die in the
Black knows how to party
Don't ride but I cop a Harley
lie who else hot besides me
World wide I everybody

And I should'nt have to tell who run the city
Even my seven old neice Rizzy
Knows I bizzy
You know the Lil' Kim high class
Shake it Shorty ya high priced ass, priced ass
Tryin' to be a I got things to do
I made my mark in game who the fuck are you
They say I'm like chrome on chrome
And that feeling at the top is like sweet home

Y'all ain't for it
Queen bee,y'all ain't for it
ain't ready for it
Y'all ain't for it

Y'all niggas done gone
Y'all hoes can't be
Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they of us
Y'all it ain't no comparing us

Get your in the air
Everybody get your in the air
Get your in the air
Everybody get hands in the air
Get hands in the air
Everybody get hands in the air
Get your in the air
Everybody get hands in the air