Luyện nghe bài hát Questions

Yo, yo, yo, yo,
Right,
Brother, why don't you
How did hip-hop get up in this ill rap game?

Yo, I got a question, in who they followin'?
(Uhh)
The niggaz with skills or them who be hollerin'?

Them niggaz that be hollerin' is substitute,
Niggaz with skills always and forever keeps a

pride
Never we be
Who rips shit without bein'
Statistics

Ask miss, she
Just 'cause the niggaz got dough don't they got that flow

Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean they got that

What? Nigga, you can consider it the bomb if I on it, get on it
Ride for a little bit, feel how your get
From internet, intellect, vibes that I'm it
Now your soul brown sugar so you'll remember it

Legitimate, imminent, course for illiterate
From to September, Prince is heavenly given it
From center split, of thoughts that's mad booty
'Cause you twisted and rudey don't mean

Groovy when you hear it, the world's gonna it before I say it
Now some pop some shit, but the labels get the big G's from
(Whoo)
Nobody sayin' shit it smells
Here's some Southside Saturday love like

My syndicate is tight, right for these times
Contradictin' all the hype, the shines
All mine, fine wines to dine
For forty projects, keepin' it naughty like

Ahh, yo,
Yes, sir
My brother, why you explain
How did get caught up in this ill rap game?

Yo, I got a question, in hip-hop who followin'?
(Right)
The niggaz with skills or them who be hollerin'?

Them niggaz be hollerin' be substitute, modelin'
The with the skills forever keeps a followin'

Swallowin'
Never we be
Who shit without bein' materialistic
Statistics

Ask Duke, he
'Cause them niggaz got dough mean they got that flow
Hah
'Cause them niggaz got don't mean they got that flow

Please, man, I done burned some of the fattest MC's
chromium percolinate, it's not even tangible for them
To understand the holy weight, it soul to make a crowd animated
Prince stated, hey, wait we get off that label

And I waited twelve months for the perfect
(Twelve months)
To thump, bump loved by my community
(Thump, bump, c'mon)
I'm movin' on all you punk, bastards
Your style's depleted muscles without amino acids

I blast kids with times matter
Forever to endeavors defined, clever words
Thus waiting never, frustrating to rip
My rap eradicate
(Eradicate shit)

For me to take rhythms and mate 'em rhymes in mating season
Creating shit before made it
I'm makin' hybrids, created potent enough to open
And leave pupils dilated, is alleviated

Now it's easier economically feasible
For me to rap listeners queasy and inebriated
We made it, we came, dedicated, we rated
with or without the cream

Yo, yo,
Yes, sit
Brother, why you explain
How did get caught up in this ill rap game?

Nah, I got a question, in hip-hop who they
(Uhh)
The niggaz with skills or niggaz who be hollerin'?

The niggaz that be is substitute, modelin'
Niggaz skills always and forever keeps a followin'

pride
Never we be
Who rips shit without materialistic
show

Ask miss, she
Just 'cause them niggaz got dough don't mean got that flow
right
Just 'cause them niggaz got dough mean they got that flow