Luyện nghe bài hát It Doesn't Matter

Yo this is the Rock it with the Refugee camp
And bout to smell what the Rock is cookin'

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

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

Back in the days it was all the clubs
And the so-called thugs used to the break for love
The girls, they say HEY!
Unless you bought 'em champagne like it was birthday
Me, I used to outside
Hustlin my way in I'm on the guest list five!
Who's performin tonight? He Shabba
Mister Lover he be the selector
(Stop the Rock's up in here)
Disrespect and catch a smack in your left ear
Light up like Vegas when it's 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 like Kool Herc, or DJ Red Alert goes
The needle ain't the record jerked
Cause jumpin' too hard
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

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

How many of y'all been to a barbecue
And you got an aunt or uncle
show you how the old dances go
And they start it off like
Electric on the dance floor
Freaky-deaky Studio 54
GIRLS!! the IRS raids it
Drug money get converted music
The man becomes an entertainer
that crack alone! I told the customers
I'm bigger and better things Mr. Fiend
You want a hit? me a guitar and a drum machine
And the crowd will scream loud when the bass
I can it in the air, the smell is funk
Excuse me I cough
Girl you wearin' so much ice you could freeze New
You're man really love you, what does he do for a living?
(He works on Wall Street he's home two nights a week)
That's she said a little too much conversation
Think she want to indulge in masturbation
So I with the conversation, I said
Can I offer you a of Merlot Mrs. No Name?
(Let's get it huh, my name's Veronica)
She had the ass the of South America
She said you that kid that sing Guantanamera
way before Ricky Martin "Livin' La Vida Loca"
What you come from?
I was in Brooklyn, but did my studies in Jerusalem
The New yup, that's short for New Jersey
Checked my watch it was a quarter to
to her crib when we opened the door
Her man was on the bottle waiting for her the 44

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

Yeah when shorty walked up to her man
And she said I gotta go I can't be here no
And she this

Take me home, to the
I belong at the Camp
And the basement
That's I live, oh

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

It doesn't