Luyện nghe bài hát She Gonna Already Know

[Intro - - talking]
Haha, hey
(Dada, dada, dada)
Do the opposite of your top up
Turn knock up
Let's wake the whole up
(Dada, dada, dada)
(cha, cha, cheah)
mayne

[Chorus - - w/ ad libs]
I'm comin down clean, in my slab lookin
They already know me, they see them slabs in a row
I'ma paper chaser, so them grands gotta
Better recognize a player when I step the door
I and I swing, it swang and it slow
I'ma hit that Harlem and you already know
Throw a stack up in the air and watch the grands hit the
I gotta say I'm player, I ain't gotta say I'm player
She already know

[Verse 1 -
Its that nigga that used to tip with a counterfeit
Now my chips stay legit and I counterfeit any (woo)
All of 'em fit in the and I can count and fit many
Bad hoes in my lobe, my newest whip can fit (whoa!)
stacks in my pocket, like I just had a show (show)
The snow is poppin up, like it planned to snow (snow)
The Ferry (Ferrari) door is gon' open just like the door
Money talks, but I only speak to a 100 or more (whoa)
The car stop and the hard top is what jockin (jockin)
They all flockin, the jaws droppin and drawers (droppin)
Your boy ballin Flavor Flav, you small clockin (haha)
Small timers Alztheimer's, you're forgotten
I was born a mack, keep it blacker than Mac (Mac)
Control schedules, take a and I turn it back (back)
Why you talk, I'm in Utah like (Hornacek)
Doin real estate, tryna get corner shack (whoa)
The hoes watchin the car, like the view is (yeah)
The fos crooked, they sure shook, cause the is slanted (yeah)
It's mathematics, I give the to that mechanic
He does magic (wa la) to the car, like that's
I call 'em the Murder Magician of the vision (vision)
Your chrome missin, now you spinnin, like it's (addition)
A pigeon, a fool pigeon, is just a pigeon
We niggaz, all you niggaz, come get tuition
Chamillitary, some fans said was done with that (done with that)
But now runnin back towards me like a running back
They that, yeah, yeah, them niggaz fumbled that
I keep the attached to me like a condom yak
Some will jam you shoot 'em and I call that Summer Jam (jam)
Some will jam but I BAM, hit 'em with that jam
They called me, said I heard you was out in (yeah)
I I am, but not Alabama, that's in London man

[Chorus - - w/ ad libs]

- Chamillionaire - singing]
Dada, dada,
Dada, dada,
She already know
Dada, dada,
I ain't gotta say I'm player, she gonna know
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)