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

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

[Beat

[Jermaine (Pharrell Williams)]
Uh huh, oh
baby, shit
How you get all that in jeans?
Nevermind that, you this?
Its Star Trak
Clipse, (get down!) So So Def

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

- Jermaine Dupri]
You got a big ass bell? see you jingle it baby
You got a big ass bell? Lemme see you it baby

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

[Verse 2 - Jermaine Dupri (First two lines overlap the 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 not to stick around
When I come through town, layin my dick
They can tell a true by the clothes that I wear
Game I spit, and the length of my hair
The more I come, the 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 that Kris Kross creme
Big boy moves, big boy shine, big boy watch big boy time (look out)
Everybody I got the recipe, so you know ya'll niggas can't can't with me
of fact, I don't even gotta say no more, OH

[Chorus - Dupri]

[Hook - Pharrell (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 move waist for the whistle)
Na na na na na na (Come on girl)

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

- Jermaine Dupri]

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

[Chorus - Jermaine