Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Talk About It - Clipse

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I'm in the groove now, so I'm like, givin it my own shit now
Alright, the drummer have some, y'all?
Could the drummer some more?
the drummer ain't had none, in a long time
on, drummer!

[Beat

[Jermaine (Pharrell Williams)]
Uh huh, oh
Damn baby,
How you get all that in them
Nevermind that, you hear
Its that Star
Clipse, (get down!) So So Def

[Verse 1 - of Clipse, (Pharrell Williams)]
Question, ask any
Rap or a hustler, who rocks is (The rapper!)
Naw, dog, go figure, with the V12, I that straight killa
I the block, I hug the glock
I have a whole neighborhood seen a thug to stop (Stop!)
Cause I show 'em what see, then hit the district then visit to Jac-o-b
I my diamonds colored, watch it smothered (me too)
Show off at the place of jewels, let the man love it (hahaha)
I'm too much, got out for me
Bring 'em home, give 'em they of balcony
She said "We can have more fun", I "How can we?"
Then she brought her in and ate her out for me, wow (Wow!)
All night sexin', think, this all came from one question

[Chorus - Dupri]
You got a big ass Lemme see you jingle it baby
You got a big ass Lemme see you jingle it baby

talk about cars? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about houses? Lets talk it
Wanna talk about Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about money? Then talk it
Wanna talk about Lets talk about it
Wanna talk hits? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about cris? talk about it
But you talk about cash, talk without it

[Verse 2 - Jermaine Dupri (First two overlap the last two lines of the chorus)]
Uh huh, oh
Yo, yo

Now as the game rotates, and my chrome bigger,
More and more girls fuck this nigga
Its hard for a chick not to around
I come through town, layin my dick down
They can a true playa by the clothes that I wear
Game that I spit, and the length of my
The I come, the more I cum, get it?
you see now, I been done did it
Every around, I been done hit it
Cars been kited, I was sixteen
And yes, I'm still spendin' that Kross creme
Big boy moves, big boy shine, big boy watch big boy time (look out)
Everybody know I got the recipe, so you know ya'll niggas can't can't me
Matter of fact, I even gotta say no more, OH

[Chorus - Dupri]

[Hook - Williams (Jermaine Dupri)]
Na na, (Oh) na na na na na na (Come on girl)
Na na na na na na (Oh) Na na na na na na na (Come on girl)
Na na na na na na (oh) Na na na na na na (Come on girl)
Na na na na na na (oh, I want you to your waist for the whistle)
Na na na na na na (Come on girl)

[Verse 3 - Malice of
It ain't too many that exceed my reach
Speedboat, glass floor, let you see
But nevermind that though, I'm showing off
As I do in the Porshe with the top lost
I change the game hash, you know the name as,
in my wrist, like shattered stain glass
I generate them and Grant's
Each ear look like a halogen
I'm high beamin, at the same leanin',
In the butter soft seat keep a street thug scheming'
we compare paper, get your weight up
I need more points that, don't you play with me, Jacob
You see me on my back, you see me
I'm color of the spectrum, like ROY G. BIV
Look dog, get a of how daddy ball
Wanna talk cash? Well I done said it all

- Jermaine Dupri]

[Hook - Pharrell Williams (Jermaine Dupri) (w/ variation)]

- Jermaine Dupri]