Luyện nghe bài hát Gone Delirious

Uh,the monster,Queen Bee,uh huh
You can't be
Fix ya
We do a song
That you never before
We comin' to take yall
We comin' to rock this
(This is the premiere)
ain't 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 gimme the shit you got
I'ma give it to you raw weather you it or not
Like its my bullet and I only got one shot
Aim straight for the middle like I'm throwing a
And I spit belive its going straight to your heart
I lay my Mack down nigga straight from the start
Don't it personal baby, fuck you,pay me

Ain't but ladys in my dark blue Mercedes
With the Beravas kit, got niggas mad as
No, we never sip unless there ice in our
But we get cold from the ice in our minks
That fly girl persona its a premadonna
Act like you heard about the Gabana girls
style gettin' love around the globe
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 ain't no us

I moves in the games
The other chick is a
I'm important like the Queen on the
Bitches talk but they ain't got nothin' for me
When I'm in there
Its a whole nother
We get stuck sometimes take the long route
When our aganist the wall we bang our way out

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

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

of the widow, it's goin' down 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 cop a Harley
Don't lie who else hot me
World I crush everybody

And I should'nt to tell yall who run the city
Even my seven year old neice
I gets bizzy
You know the Lil' Kim high class
Shake it Shorty with ya priced ass, priced ass
Tryin' to be a I got things 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 home sweet home

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

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

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