Luyện nghe bài hát Show Me What You Got

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

All my dogs who hustle
All my dogs who everyday now
Own a laundrymat around the way
And own a laundrymat around the way now
We got to get it, YEAH!
My niggas, all my
Show Me What You Got for me, you got for me
All my what ya got for me
All my shorties who stay everyday
All my that stay fresh everyday
My get money bitches who still 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,
me what 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 know that I be the most
Fuckin bitches, living in the ivory coast
Let me drug y'all up wit a dose
Make you act like you suppose'
Watch a nigga me close
type of dough that we gross
I and throw me a roast
And get an old for a host
We get it hype even we be calmg
Niggas know my is my bond
When we come you we the bomb
shit, get you retarded
Should of known it was a bad
Fucking around and getting me
Still whipping in the of the truck
So what, not givin a
In the streets, it up
So what happened to the last bust
Could give a fuck he was
Throw them niggas outta the
Them niggas all, shit me off
Tie 'em up, makin 'em
Gag 'em in the wit a cloff
After that we go and for the night
Make 'em know the style for the
Car low, for the night
You know we give y'all niggas a blaze
Black it out and for days
Let niggas fuck with the strays
dimes at the end of the days
Getting but it's too late
Got a nigga stuck in his