Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Pt. II

to the don
There's you can do
To make me run away from this here, this game here
And there is no
To put the to Kim no, Kim no
Yes I'm you from the start
I will break your heart (uh huh)
nothing you can do
So just the don
is no word you can say
That it would the Kim no, better listen

I'm gonna, murder them, them
Any competition I'm gon' murder
I'm gonna, off they whip
off they whip
All you emcees, I'm gonna, blow off your whip
When I'm gone, you appreciate my shit
I'm gone, you'll wanna spit my lyrics
But I'm gwan, I'm not gon' put up this
I swear to God, you niggas make me sick
See, I got all day
Some-fuckin'-body pay
Got to do and places to be
I'm 'bout to take what's owed to me
Live Bedford-Stuyvesant
The one, we right here, we right here, we right here

All y'all, let it go, no Hov'
Four years since Doubt drop, eleven records sold
nigga, volume two
Dogs who be grinnin, then
Try to get out of line, four cases
Three got it coming, say May-June
Six albums cock-suckers stay tuned
Jay everyday, no days off
No drippin' and I took the shades off
You wanna rock with me? Slug you one
Put you back where your stomach be (ill)
I'm dangerous when tempted, best alone
Best believe the gun got Syndrome
sounds like 'Berreepp' when it's thrown
You're heading for a cold place, youngin', dress
Too hustle, too easy to touch you
fucks you, go play
PS Jay, PS
L-Y-N, out my way
Me and P.S. to the K
I to the M, B.I. to the end

my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
Weak emcees, these
balla like, lyrics I call em like I see them G
You sound like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
emcees
Y'all got some audacity
You sold a million, now you of me
Get off my dick, it bitch

for BI? Then bust one in the sky
Haters watch back
We bust one in ya eye
It's down tonight
So don't get outta
Enough men've
But men-a di-ed
Biggie crowned me, Queen Bitch forever
Even left me thrown and an iced out tiara
What?! the fuck, who the fuck, wanna fuck
With Brooklynite bandit
you off the planet
This girl, troubled no-one
But if you trouble this
It gwan bum bum (wha?!)
a bum bum

my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
emcees, with these
Supreme balla like, lyrics I em like I see them G
You niggas like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
Weak
Y'all got some audacity
You a million, now you half of me
Get off my dick, it bitch

Bum bum BI bum bum
a bum bum
a bum bum