Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Pt. II

to the don
There's you can do
To make me run away from game 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)
There's you can do
So respect the don
There is no you can say
That it offend the Kim no, better listen

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

All y'all, let it go, no Hov'
Four years since Doubt drop, eleven million records
nigga, volume two
Dogs who be grinnin, they
Try to get out of line, four cases
Three got it coming, say May-June
Six albums dropped cock-suckers stay
It's Jay everyday, no off
No drippin' and I took the shades off
You wanna rock with me? you one comfortably
Put you back where your stomach be (ill)
I'm when tempted, best left alone
Best believe the gun got Tourette
Beretta sounds 'Berreepp' when it's thrown
You're heading for a cold place, youngin', warm
Too hustle, too easy to touch you
Little fucks you, go
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, with
Supreme balla like, lyrics I call em I see them G
You sound like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, at these
emcees
Y'all niggas got some
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 might one in ya eye
It's down tonight
So don't get outta
Enough tri-ed
But 'nuff men-a
Biggie crowned me, Miss Queen forever
left me this thrown and an iced out tiara
What?! What the fuck, who the fuck, fuck
With this Brooklynite
you off the planet
This girl, troubled no-one
But if you trouble girl
It bring-a bum bum (wha?!)
a bum bum

my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, at these
emcees, with these
Supreme balla like, lyrics I call em I see them G
You niggas like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, peeved at
emcees
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