Luyện nghe bài hát Say What

Most thugs when they get the chance
(Say what?)
Some thugs hit the blunt they get the chance
(Say what?)
Live thugs chedder, then they make plans
(Say what?)

I, Cool J, NY2K rule milleniums with my
They tounges sway with really to say
They pack guns, but I funds
I'm to none, my hot streak's just begun
You wanna bring beef? You got to it well-done
You ran the wrong way, now you on the run
Not some, each one's a bum, one

up a lung, became my son
Flames I brung, platinumn a ton
on the chest, I pitty all the rest
I put 'em to the test, I spit it I'm blessed
I testify, I no need to lie
I buried many, still many die
I zone out crazy, starin' don't me
Got your whole shook, it's too daisy

thugs front when they get the chance
(Say what?)
Some thugs hit the blunt they get the chance
(Say what?)
Live thugs stack chedder, they make plans
(Say what?)

Black, relaod, clack,
Got ya pictures sittin' in my lap, he
Duck you hear the rat-tat-tat
'Cause once you over baby, ain't no comin' back
Beleive that, I when I hit that, strive till I get that
Never mind a set-back, no time to wet
A lyrical hi-jack, you don't try that
wit' my CD, don't let 'em know you buy that

One in the snips, one in the with the low jack
a 911 to get the LL back, original bells, LL
Rocked till they fell, competition bailed
Looked like Mince Green mic had 'em swelled
Wrote all them rhymes and gonna sell
Meanwhile, I'm countin' in the 'tel
And in the meanwhile, I my baby in Chanelle

Most thugs front when they get the
(Say what?)
Some thugs hit the blunt when get the chance
(Say what?)
Live thugs stack chedder, then they make
(Say what?)

Unh, I'm lyrically hot tonight, on
Unh, I'm lyrically hot tonight, on
Layin' low to you on stage so I can run on
Matter fact, you not on my level, I my son on
Mission is complete, is unique
Defeat the rhyme weak and ya knee-deep
Rewind a rip and give jeeps the heat
if you walkin', with ya walkman in the street

Actin' gassed up, but you on need
How you countin' your paper kid, a GED?
Slow down, let me do my now, hold up
Maybe that's the reason you stressed, to roll up
Put the L down, picked the LL up
we can straighten this out before it's toe-up
Watch me closely, I'm a blow-up
And spend the rest of my life stackin' dough up

Most thugs when they get the chance
(Say what?)
Some thugs hit the blunt they get the chance
(Say what?)
Live thugs stack chedder, then they make
(Say what?)

Whoo, Vinnie Biggs, you hot this one, dawg
Roundtree, rock the bells, uh uh, Daughtery
Uh uh, all my peeps, my peeps, my peeps the land
Know I mean? We gonna keep gettin' paper
is real, this is real, right here, rock the bells
It's than the deepest blue sea, dawg
Know what I'm I'm feelin' it like you feelin' it
Ha ha, up, I'm lovin' it like you lovin' it, baby
Rewind it, short