Luyện nghe bài hát Platinum Plus

[jermaine
Uh-huh, yea-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (tell 'em who we is)
Yeah, yeah,
They call me, thay wanna get they dough up
Call me, when wanna see shit blow up

From the up
And ya know what? I'm sick wit it the shit slow up
see it, want it, drop it, cop cat
Get it, stay on it, stop cat
In the big chair wit the big hat screamin' "y'all floss wit us? "
Where the you at? from the south side, ruff ryde
No one
wit us, is a done deal
And y'all hate huh?
''cause it's to weight for one
And y'all havin' no fun
Got a whole team tryin' to do what I do
Whole street team tryin' do I do
Like what? countin' me out?
it, I'm the best that ever done it, need to check and reck

[chorus: jd and cross
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
ryders, be on tours for this
All out, ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? you fuckin' wit' us
ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to
You ain't platinum you ain't fuckin' wit' us

Now, money ain't been a thing ta me
I'm down 8th the brand new cinammon 3
Ot, I got cake a c and a d
On the wrist is a ice capitol b, small v
I'm fuckin' the don chi chi
I'm a p-i-m-p, you can't me (uh)
Check the ice and the clarity, cake like the lottery
Playa lie ta me, your stash couldn't cover me
What a wannabe, neck light in risavie
Hoes, I keep those by the, or dozen
I short-a-y, but I wouldn't, mind her cousin
It's a cost, the buck and all of them, quit fuckin
Uhh!!!

[chorus: jd and cross
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ruff ryders, be on for this
All out, make ya dance 'til ya out
So so def make it hot to
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' us
Ruff ryders, be on tours for
All out, ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' us

C'mon, c'mon,
We be the harlem niggaz 80's to lately
of po wop, mickey bonz and a-z
Fresh ritz zit, kevin and db
And at the end of all tha niggaz still say me
I'm the that ever did it, got a way wit it
Put on the stand, she'll never say who did it
I'm from where, the gangsta's live to,
Make a mil. on the stoop, every summer switch
Cats they name, to phil like a giant
I rap like packs, role dills on consignment
This is for cats hummin' crack, and parkin'
All the grimie niggaz who got hearts
Got a doin' life, to see him is hard
Fuckin' wit mase, is like a nigga swimmin' wit
My niggaz chase cake, some infa-reds
niggaz in the state, some is in the feds
Spit shit at niggaz might erase they head
And role miserable niggaz who can't wait to be
All out, ruff mothafucka, all out
Wanna beyatch? !

[chorus: jd and cross
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya dance ya fall out
So so def it hot to death
You ain't platinum you ain't fuckin' wit' us
ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya dance 'til ya out
So so def make it hot to
You ain't plus? you ain't fuckin' wit' us

Uh,
beatz
We niggaz in the streets
All out, jd
Who you
r mothafucka, uh
Uh-huh, yeah,