Luyện nghe bài hát Show Me What You Got

Hoo!
Yeah it's another one of marvelous shits
Yeah, Flipmode, huh, Busta shit, yeah
So remarkable,
As I say it over and over
From song to song, yeah, so
Hah, heh, yeah, so

Yo, yo, Busta Rhymes the raw
Hardcore, riggady raw, lay niggas flat on the
We into the back of the four
flavor fo' sure, Timbs wit a aqua valor
Flava like you seen it before
Ha, holy, sacred, and
Flipmode, be on it fo'
Be incredible to settle the
Like a nigga you in the face, through the peephole in the door
From New York, down to
Keep you niggas jumpin' around, had the bitches beggin fo'
Street niggas, we speak for the poor
Now we stack cheddar galore, when we and buy at the store
Metaphor like war
I warned niggas if you try to bite, shit I'll leave a crack in jaw
Take the niggas out on a tour
a nigga black in the spot, make you want to take off a door

All my dogs who everyday
All my dogs who everyday now
Own a store laundrymat the way
And own a store laundrymat the way now
We got to get it, YEAH!
My niggas, all my
Show Me You Got for me, what you got for me
All my what ya got for me
All my who stay fresh everyday
All my shorties that stay fresh
My get money who still hang around the way
All my get bitches that chill around the way now
We got to get it, YEAH! We
My bitches, all my bitches,
Tell me you got for me
What you got for me, all my what you got for me

Now, yo, we stay the toast
Could give a fuck, bust at a
And end up on the of the post
Niggas know I be rocking the most
Fuckin Ethiopian bitches, in the ivory coast
Let me drug y'all up wit a dose
you act just like you suppose'
Watch a nigga playing me
Nowadays type of that we gross
I and throw me a roast
And get an old for a host
We get it hype even when we be
Niggas know my is my bond
When we come you we the bomb
Hypnotic shit, get you
Should of known it was a bad
Fucking and getting me started
whipping in the back of the truck
So what, not givin a
In the streets, it up
So happened to the last nigga bust
Could give a fuck he was
Throw niggas outta the clubs
niggas all, shit turning me off
Tie 'em up, 'em cough
Gag 'em in the wit a cloff
After we go and wild for the night
Make 'em know the for the night
Car low, pile for the
You know we always y'all niggas a blaze
it out and party for days
Let y'all niggas fuck the strays
dimes at the end of the days
Getting but it's too late
Got a nigga stuck in his