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, plan
Makin a man, went from that to makin a livin
Rightous willin, the only thing supreme
And proceed, to not weed around the seed
It's the new way, new life, true indeed, off t's
I dwell on off how y'all plan makin mo' money, so I had to buy a fly
Ran in this game, broke, now it's mtv with kurt lod'
With the q-four-feezy, be hurtin
Keep the bird toast, black handle, horoscope scandle
You the type of puffin in shirts, socks and sandels
Keep the God in me, the ja knew allah in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when 'bout to wit' me
Fall wit' me, this pure mic dope I'm
It's the man with mellow rap, felon, constantly "yo ma!"

(nelly)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
it like bein nelly, ay, let me break it down
It's like a shootout and you the only nigga wit'
It's like a weed and you the only nigga wit' pounds
It's like a and you got the only brothers in town
I'm like a shoe-in, for the poster boy, the thug of the
Gq ma', let me put a bug in your err (ear)
Go tell ya man, he take a step, went a slug in his err (ear)
'em askin (yo, how the hell he get a gun up in here? )
(that's be illegal, bob!)
I can bring them chrome things for that shit
Metal detectors, no problem, got that shit
Witnessess, "i ain't seen 'em, 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, these my shoes
I'm the heir to the throne
Me and my niggas through your home, get ya coach on the phone
'em "go'on"

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

(kyjuan)
Ay yo, bob, they want keyjuan, the one who gets the job
Keep screamin "keyjuan-na-na"
On the block I rule ja, in the sun like wa
Me and mine at the mall spendin grands like bob
See I'm a ruger shooter, don't me have 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 that you that
a lime-green headband, matchin leather pants
Vokal with some sparklin wristbands
This man, he keeps it real
With sweeter than sweet, puffin on swisher sweets
I'm unique, a blue? ? ? bird without the beak
I'm deep, like bucket seats when the 'tics hit the
Pick number three if your price is right
I'll pull a dj "tonite is the night"

(murphy lee)
Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school boy 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 take pants, off
Now, and not now but right 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 have drive, I can sit on the
And somethin, and put on a beat and rap somethin
They me mr. get all mad and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably me on side two
If not I'm a like ja rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice or
A virgin rapper, I ain't gettin for nothin
Money earnin rapper, I ain't got no boots for
So I'm servin rappers, I be cookin I'm comin

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