Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Pt. II

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

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

All y'all, let it go, no disrespectin
Four years since Doubt drop, million records sold
Five nigga, two
Dogs who be grinnin, they
Try to get out of line, four cases
Three niggas got it coming, say
Six albums dropped cock-suckers tuned
It's Jay everyday, no off
No jewels drippin' and I took the off
You rock with me? Slug you one comfortably
Put you back where your stomach be (ill)
I'm dangerous tempted, best left alone
Best believe the gun got Tourette
Beretta sounds like 'Berreepp' when thrown
You're heading for a cold place, youngin', warm
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, at these
Weak emcees, these
Supreme balla like, I call em like I see them G
You sound like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
Weak
Y'all niggas got audacity
You a million, now you half of me
Get off my dick, kick it

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

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

Bum bum BI bum bum
a bum bum
a bum bum