Luyện nghe bài hát Show Me What You Got

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

Yo, yo, Rhymes the immaculate raw
Hardcore, riggady raw, lay niggas on the floor
We climb into the back of the
Nonchalant flavor fo' sure, wit a aqua valor
Flava you never seen it before
Ha, holy, sacred, and
Flipmode, be on it fo'
Be incredible to the score
Like a nigga shot you in the face, through the in the door
From New York, to Singapore
Keep you niggas jumpin' around, had the beggin fo' more
Street niggas, yeah we for the poor
Now we stack cheddar galore, when we shop and buy at the
Metaphor like war
I warned niggas if you try to bite, shit leave a crack in your jaw
Take the livest out on a tour
Make a nigga black in the spot, make you to take off a door

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

Now, yo, we stay packing the
give a fuck, bust at a ghost
And end up on the of the post
Niggas know I be rocking the most
Fuckin Ethiopian bitches, living in the coast
Let me drug y'all niggas up wit a
Make you act just like you
Watch a nigga playing me
Nowadays type of dough we gross
I celebrate and me a roast
And get an old face for a
We get it hype even we be calmg
know my word is my bond
When we come you know we the
shit, get you retarded
Should of known it was a bad
Fucking and getting me started
Still in the back of the truck
So what, not a fuck
In the streets, it up
So what happened to the nigga bust
Could give a whoever he was
Throw niggas outta the clubs
Them all, shit turning me off
Tie 'em up, makin 'em
Gag 'em in the wit a cloff
After that we go and wild for the
Make 'em know the for the night
Car low, pile for the
You we always give y'all niggas a blaze
it out and party for days
Let niggas fuck with the strays
Fucking dimes at the end of the
Getting money but too late
Got a nigga in his ways