Luyện nghe bài hát Gone Delirious

Uh,the monster,Queen Bee,uh huh
You be serious
Fix ya
We gon' do a
That you heard before
We comin' to take this
We comin' to this yall
(This is the premiere)
Yall ain't for it
But get for it
Bee
to 'em
(Yo where it at baby?)
to 'em
(Where it at?)

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

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

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

I make moves in the
The chick is a fraud
I'm important like the on the chessboard
Bitches talk slick but ain't got nothin' for me
I'm in there territory
Its a whole story
We never get stuck sometimes take the long
our backs aganist the wall we bang our way out

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

Y'all niggas done gone
hoes 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 goin' kiddo
Yall hate me,yeah alright
why I keep the 4-5 in the pillow
Tresspassers they die in the cribo
Barbie knows how to party
Don't ride but I still cop a
Don't lie who hot besides me
World wide I everybody

And I have to tell yall who run the city
my seven year old neice Rizzy
Knows I bizzy
You know the name Lil' Kim high
Shake it Shorty with ya high priced ass, 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 pretty like 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
Y'all ready for it

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

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