Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Up Interlude

What, Swishahouse, Free
our ass if you bootlegging
Hold up Watts, bring that
Chamillionaire, let me and Wall
Get of that.

Look, I'm not the type to brag about the size of my
Cause I would rather brag about, the of my chips
My dimes and my nick's, and how I ride your sis
With a diamond in my ear, the size of your fist
Keep eyes on my wrist, while I shine and I gliss
Don't sip-sip syrup, I'm the Crys'
I think some of y'all niggaz, trying to piss
Me off, your girlfriend dying to kiss this
Baller on the lips, I'm it quit's
Ain't rapping no mo' after this, you
Get your mind correct, Chamillionaire
The stereo don't even wanna, let the out your deck
Throw up your set, and take notes for my

Everywhere I go, I dumb ass questions
Do you know Slim Thug, is he a thug
Is Ron C a DJ, or does that nigga sell
Get out my face, I slap out the taste
I'm not really in the mood, for catching a
get erased, you can ask he's a Leo
Your woman wanna be my queen, wanna be my
I slap a, rapper with a stack of
Big faces gold platinum, and make em put my up
Don't bring luck, I bring niggaz damage
Could make niggaz panic, I chop it up in Spanish
No no, problemo all to the bueno
Knock knock Michael Watts, go on pass me a
Keep-keep it real, and the the Chamillion on your mind
Spit every line, now you can press rewind

(*talking*)
it back one mo' time
It's Wall.