Luyện nghe bài hát Show 'em What They Won

(ali)
Yeah, yeah, check,
See I ain't playin, leezy 'bout cash in advance
Cash in on the casual, actual, factual
a killin man, went from that to makin a livin
Rightous willin, the only thing supreme
And proceed, to not smoke weed around the
It's the new way, new life, true indeed, off t's
I dwell on off how y'all plan mo' money, so I had to buy a fly chain
Ran in this game, dirt broke, now it's mtv kurt lod'
With the q-four-feezy, be hurtin
Keep the toast, black handle, horoscope hood scandle
You the type of niggas puffin in shirts, socks and
Keep the God in me, the hova ja knew in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when to squall wit' me
Fall wit' me, this mic dope I'm sellin
It's the man with mellow rap, felon, yellin "yo ma!"

(nelly)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
What's it bein nelly, ay, let me break it down
like a shootout and you the only nigga wit' rounds
It's like a weed drought and you the nigga wit' pounds
like a freaknik and you got the only brothers in town
I'm a shoe-in, for the poster boy, the thug of the year
Gq style ma', let me put a bug in err (ear)
Go tell ya man, he a step, there went a slug in his err (ear)
Have 'em (yo, how the hell he get a gun up in here? )
(that's be illegal, bob!)
I can them chrome things for that drastic shit
Metal detectors, no problem, got that shit
Witnessess, "i ain't 'em, they had masks and shit"
"whoever it was, was in a rush they was fast and quick"
Oh, I'm just a playa, mo', these ain't my
Peep game, I'm wearin jordans, summer these my
I'm like the heir to the
Me and my niggas fastbreak through home, get ya coach on the phone
'em "go'on"

(chorus)
Show 'em they won, a short stay at the hotel, bob
Show 'em what they won, alize, mo', or ale, bob
'em what they won, murphy lee, key or nell, bob
Show 'em they won, what, show 'em what they won, who
Show 'em they won, niggas talkin shit get served, bob
'em what they won, two to the head, left on the curb, bob
Show 'em what won, leavin they mama's feelins hurt, bob
Show 'em what they won, what, show 'em they won, who
'em what they won

(kyjuan)
Ay yo, bob, they want keyjuan, the one who the job done
huns screamin "keyjuan-na-na"
On the I rule like ja, in the sun like wa
Me and mine at the mall spendin like cool bob
See I'm a ruger shooter, don't make me to do ya
Boo-ya, you see what do to ya
? ? pursuer, get 'er in a room and do 'er
First cat out the lou you knew that
Wore a lime-green headband, leather pants
Vokal t-shirt with sparklin wristbands
This man, he it real sweet
With somethin sweeter than sweet, puffin on sweets
I'm unique, like a blue? ? ? without the beak
I'm deep, like bucket seats when the 'tics hit the
Pick door number if your price is right
I'll pull a dj "tonite is the night"

(murphy lee)
on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school boy with one kid
I I'm five-eight, but yo, maybe I'm five-six
With my boots off, I prefer my booties in off
You get in my bed, you better pants, shoes off
Now, and not right now but now!
And I backin down, she can get up and bounce
The young dude, quick to roll up an and head south
Don't even drive, I can sit on the couch
And wrap somethin, and put on a beat and rap
They call me mr. get all mad and smack
I'm wild dude, you probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like ja rule, get a dollar my boo
And go and by a or somethin
A virgin rapper, I ain't gettin for nothin
Money rapper, I ain't got no boots for nothin
So I'm rappers, I be cookin when I'm comin

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