Luyện nghe bài hát Shut The Eff Up! (Hoe)

(I think it's time I start feeling
I've been too nice too
Yup, it's definitely I get nasty) --> Millie Jackson

(Gon' be shit)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Gon' be shit)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Gon' be shit)
(Hot) (damn) (hoe)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Gon' be shit)
(Hot damn)

[ 1 ]
Before this jam I'm simply stating
You have all waited, now you can stop
Shall I ease the disses, go 20, then 30
Or I got straight to 80 percent?
Aw, it matter, when you're dissed, you're dissed
The party's not over, it's just
Because Lyte is (What are you winning?)
Any in any competition
'The Gangstress'? Ha, you're on a journey
(Hoe) Headed for nowhere, with to spare
So kick this rhyme right now and right here
I'd tell your name, but that would you fame
And I ain't out to give you what you don't
So I sit back and relax, cause it makes me
I could diss, call you and make fun of you
(Hoe) But me the Lyte, I'm speakin the truth
a watchtower, hour by the hour
Lyte is rhymin, perfect
Milk keeps the beat (I the beat)
With the tap of his (With the tap of my feet)
When he it down (When I count it down
6-7-8) Lyte'll start the

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(Hot damn, hoe)
(Shut the up)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Shut the up)
(Hot damn, hoe)
(Shut the up)
(Here we) (here we)
(Gon' be shit)
(Here we go again)

[ 2 ]
The thing you ask yourself is why do I bother?
you should really ask: where is the father?
(Where is the father?) of your child, aren't we
You get like a cab, now that's too bad
Everyone has been in you, isn't that
vibrations? Don't make me laugh
Weight Watchers is waiting, here's a free
You ain't gettin loose, you jerk
And you ain't paid, you're just gettin laid
and suckin, yeah, that is your trade
Put on earth just to distract me
Get those to write and try to attack me
You will get nowhere, the Lyte is too
me, why must I keep reminding
You to step back, let the Lyte
Do not take shit till you write your own

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[ 3 ]
Your mold is fake, crayola,
Don't dare to sleep or even on
The Lyte is too wicked, too worthy, too
And the rhymes I create are made to last
Let me wise you up, rappin isn't a
You either to teach yourself, or you have to be taught
And being that you are not wise enough to do it on own
The ones that write your rhymes might as hold your microphone
a little vinyl, now you think you're large
Step aside, Thee MC is in charge
sleep on me, I'm far, far, far from dumb
So roll correctly if you decide to
MC sucker, is what you waited for
I'm of the battle, let's go to war
Why do you challenge me, Thee MC
Did not you that I am crazy?
My are quite loose, in fact I don't have any
But when it to rhymes, I've got many
Like I and will have to say
Over and over, you disobey
Here on this earth I reign
One of these days I will have to get ya
Tear you up mentally, from limb to
I am the Lyte, and you are just paperthin

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[ 4 ]
I sensed it, predicted it, it would happen
You plopped off on the scene and start rappin
Now it is my duty, to all
To ask you to go elsewhere, pronto,
Now I was quite polite, I might add
But you insist on stayin, makes me mad
But then I don't mind, I've got someone to pick on
Write rhymes to diss and even tricks on
You ain't down, you wig-wearin clown
Burrowin to buy an outfit
Not even enough for a Sunday picnic
I ask you: do you know who fuckin with?
With those bubble gum and those 2 for 1 skips
I'm MC Lyte a/k/a MC
Payback is a bitch, and I'm you no slack
Unfinished Business, that was wack
So Lyte made no to strike back
But here we go again, what is Out?
Let me ask what the you a-chat about?
Let me say time that you feel pissed
I suggest you don't try to diss

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[ 5 ]
You better watch what you say to me, cause I can get
The things I'm capable of are unbelievable
In 10% I your head in a microwave
I'm into now, so you better behave
Or put you in a toaster, because you're toasted
yet an oven, because you're gettin roasted
Don't listen to your writers, cause yo, they souped you
You ain't dope, you can't cope, musta dooked you
You musta had some crack (real wack crack)
Sent you on a mission, and now you're back
But let me ya, Lyte is runnin this show
So yo, hoe, I think you go
Before Lyte MC gets into it (into it)
But remember, you me to do it

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Yo, now you
And no one's have to