Luyện nghe bài hát It Doesn't Matter

Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee
And you're to smell what the Rock is cookin'

Yo this is strictly a club
Dedicated to everybody who to stand outside in the cold
the F-L-E-X was spinnin at the Red Zone, hooded down
And tired bouncers would not let me in

Yo, yo, yo
I got fifty Bentley's in the West
(It matter!)
I got a pocket full of and a garden full of trees
(It matter!)
I just won the bingo bought a in Rio
(It matter!)
Cause if you ain't sharin, ain't carin
Come up in the hood and they take everything you

Back in the it was all about the clubs
And the so-called thugs used to dance the for love
The girls, wouldn't say HEY!
you bought 'em champagne like it was they birthday
Me, I used to outside
my way in I'm on the guest list plus five!
Who's tonight? He said Shabba
Mister Lover Daddy he be the
(Stop the Rock's up in here)
Disrespect and catch a smack in your left ear
up like Vegas when it's time to gamble
Girls for me like I was part of the Beatles
But I'm not honey, but I could be your McCartney
and "Ebony or Ivory" my Jacuzzi
Foundation Kool Herc, or DJ Red Alert goes bezerk
The ain't skip the record jerked
Cause jumpin' too hard
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

I got fifty in the West Indies
(It matter!)
I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden of trees
(It matter!)
What? I just won the bingo a crib in Rio
(It matter!)
Yo cause if you sharin, people ain't carin
Come up in the hood and take everything you wearin
Yo Rock I just bought a fresh
(It doesn't matter you just bought a Bentley!)

How of y'all ever been to a barbecue
And you always got an or uncle
wanna you how the old dances go
And they start it off like
Electric slide on the floor
Freaky-deaky Studio 54
GIRLS!! Until the IRS it
Drug money get into music
The dope man an entertainer
Leave that crack alone! I told the
I'm into bigger and better things Mr.
You want a Give me a guitar and a drum machine
And the crowd scream loud when the bass thump
I can smell it in the air, the is funk
Excuse me I cough
Girl you wearin' so much ice you freeze New York
man must really love you, what does he do for a living?
(He works on Wall he's only home two nights a week)
That's when she said a little too much
she want to indulge in lyrical masturbation
So I with the conversation, I said
Can I offer you a glass of Merlot Mrs. No
(Let's get it straight huh, my Veronica)
She had the ass the size of South
She said ain't you kid that sing Guantanamera
way before Ricky sung "Livin' La Vida Loca"
What you come from?
I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in
The New Jerusalem yup, short for New Jersey
Checked my it was a quarter to three
Slid to her crib we opened the door
Her man was on the bottle for her with the 44

Now it look like, it ain't really that
(It matter!)
So he the gat at my top hat
(It matter!)
Are you You was married!
(It matter!)
Cause if you sharin, people ain't carin
up in your hood and they take everything you wearin

Yeah that's when shorty up to her man
And she said I go I can't be here no more
And she this

Take me home, to the
I belong at the Refugee
And the Booga
That's I live, oh

on
Yo Rock I sold like seventeen million
(It doesn't matter how records you've sold!)
I'm with you, yo check it out
You wanna go get diamond
(It doesn't matter if the Rock wants to go get rings or not!)
Man listen,
I just got two new man
(It doesn't matter your Grammy's!)

It doesn't