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 take yall
We comin' to rock this
(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 that 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
its my last bullet and I only got one shot
Aim straight for the middle like I'm throwing a
And when I spit belive its going to your heart
I lay my Mack game nigga straight from the start
Don't it personal baby, fuck you,pay me

Ain't nothin' but ladys in my dark blue
With the kit, got niggas mad as shit
No, we never sip there ice in our drinks
But sometimes we get cold from the ice in our
That fly girl persona its a premadonna
Act like you ain't about the Gabana girls
Hollyhood style gettin' around the globe
You might catch me next season on the of Vouge

Y'all niggas done gone
Y'all hoes be serious
bee,Swizz Beatz,they scared of us
Y'all know it ain't no us

I make in the games
The other is a fraud
I'm important like the on the chessboard
Bitches talk slick but ain't got nothin' for me
When I'm in territory
Its a nother story
We get stuck sometimes take the long route
When our backs aganist the we bang our way out

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

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

Return of the widow, it's down kiddo
Yall hate me,yeah ditto
why I keep the 4-5 in the pillow
Tresspassers they gon' die in the
Black Barbie how to party
Don't ride but I still cop a
Don't lie who else hot me
World I crush everybody

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

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

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

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