Luyện nghe bài hát Show Me What You Got

Hoo!
Yeah it's another one of them marvelous
Yeah, Flipmode, huh, Busta Rhymes shit,
So remarkable,
As I say it over and over
song 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 fo' sure, Timbs wit a aqua valor
Flava like you never seen it
Ha, holy, sacred, and
Flipmode, be on it fo'
Be incredible to settle the
Like a shot you in the face, through the peephole in the door
From New York, down to
Keep you niggas around, had the bitches beggin fo' more
Street niggas, we speak for the poor
Now we cheddar galore, when we shop and buy at the store
like nuclear war
I niggas if you try to bite, shit I'll leave a crack in your jaw
Take the livest niggas out on a
a nigga black in the spot, make you want to take off a door

All my dogs who hustle
All my dogs who hustle now
Own a store laundrymat 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 what ya got for me
All my shorties who fresh everyday
All my shorties that stay fresh
My get bitches who still hang around the way
All my get money bitches that 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, at a ghost
And end up on the of the post
Niggas that I be rocking the most
Fuckin bitches, living in the ivory coast
Let me drug y'all up wit a dose
Make you act just like you
Watch a nigga playing me
Nowadays type of dough we gross
I and throw me a roast
And get an old face for a
We get it even when we be calmg
Niggas know my is my bond
When we you know we the bomb
Hypnotic shit, get you
Should of known it was a bad
around and getting me started
Still whipping in the of the truck
So what, not givin a
In the streets, it up
So what happened to the last bust
give a fuck whoever he was
Throw niggas outta the clubs
niggas 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 know we always give niggas a blaze
Black it out and party for
Let y'all niggas fuck with the
dimes at the end of the days
Getting money but it's too
Got a stuck in his ways