Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Pt. II

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

I'm gonna, them, murder them
Any competition I'm murder them
I'm gonna, blow off whip
off they whip
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 my lyrics
But I'm gwan, I'm not gon' put up with
I to God, you jealous niggas make me sick
See, I got all day
gon' pay
Got to do and places to be
I'm to take back what's owed to me
from 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, then
Try to get out of line, four cases
Three got it coming, say May-June
Six dropped cock-suckers stay tuned
It's Jay everyday, no off
No drippin' and I took the shades off
You wanna rock me? Slug you one comfortably
Put you back where stomach should be (ill)
I'm dangerous when tempted, best left
Best believe the gun got Tourette
sounds like 'Berreepp' when it's thrown
You're heading for a place, youngin', dress warm
Too much hustle, too 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
emcees, with these
Supreme like, lyrics I call em like I see them G
You sound like me
my French, but uh
Sometimes I get kinda, at these
Weak
niggas got some audacity
You sold a million, now you of me
Get off my dick, kick it

Love for BI? bust one in the sky
Haters watch your
We bust one in ya eye
going down tonight
So don't get outta
Enough tri-ed
But 'nuff men-a
Biggie crowned me, Miss Queen forever
Even left me thrown and an iced out tiara
What?! What the fuck, who the fuck, wanna
this Brooklynite bandit
Blow you off the
girl, never 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, at these
emcees, with these
Supreme balla like, lyrics I em like 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

Bum bum BI bum bum
a bum bum
a bum bum