Luyện nghe bài hát Shut Up Interlude

What, Swishahouse, Sucka
our ass if you bootlegging
Hold up Watts, bring back
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 about, the size of my chips
My dimes and my nick's, and how I ride with sis
With a diamond in my ear, the size of your fist
Keep your on my wrist, while I shine and I gliss
Don't sip-sip syrup, I'm buying the
I think of y'all niggaz, just trying to piss
Me off, cause your girlfriend dying to kiss
Baller on the lips, I'm calling it
Ain't rapping no mo' after this, you
Get your mind correct, Chamillionaire
The stereo don't wanna, let the tape out your deck
up your set, and take notes for my lesson

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

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