Luyện nghe bài hát So What

Ladies and
Jazze Pha, Mob, Ciara, Superstar DJs
we go

They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of
always in trouble and I heard
He ain't but a pimp, he's got a lot of chicks
He's always in the

And they say, he he's slick
He's got a lot of chips, he's so messed up, I
He's been locked up, find else
He ain't but a thug

So what, so
So what, so

And say I'm a, I'm a, I'm a freak
I got a different every day of the week
You too smart, be a dummy to believe
That that you heard, that they say about me

They said I done this, said I done that
But all of it's none of it's facts
But you don't be hearin' about your love
You let it go in one ear and out the

The he say, she say, say, I heard
The beef ain't, we let it get on our nerves
She miserable, she just you to be
Like her misery company

So don't listen to that vine of grapes
but liars hatin' I bet
They mind tradin' places
With you by my in my Mercedes

They say, he do a of this, he do a little of that
He's always in trouble and I
He ain't nothin' but a pimp, got a lot of chicks
He's in the club

And they say he think slick
He's got a lot of chips, so messed up, I heard
He's been up, find somebody else
He ain't but a thug

So what, so
So what, so

Mo' money, mo' problems, of a legend
Haters throw salt like at a weddin'
So what, that's cousin, that don't mean nuthin'
Her missin' is a type of affection you get

You blind to the facts
See the lies as obvious as cries for attention
Yield to the blindness, your suspicion
But listen, say you love me, trust me

Why you this high school mess?
Break up never, they jealous
from your momma, mean mug from your brothers
I'm that author of the book, they can judge the cover

I, I to jail
I'm for real
I'm a positive talkin' negative
They to see you doin' better than them, so

say, he do a little of this, he do a little of that
He's always in trouble and I
He ain't nothin' but a pimp, got a lot of chicks
always in the club

And they say he think he's
He's got a lot of chips, he's so up, I heard
He's been locked up, somebody else
He nothing but a thug

So what, so
So what, so

and gentlemen, Ciara

Some people don't like it you hang out in the streets
But you're my boyfriend, you've always been for me
This is serious, no matter what people think
I'm gon' be here for you and I don't what they say

Some people don't it 'cause you hang out in the streets
But you're my boyfriend, you've always here for me
I like the in you, no matter what people think
I'm gon' be here for you and I don't care what say

He do a little of this, he do a of that
He's always in and I heard
He ain't but a pimp, he's got a lot of chicks
always in the club

And they say he think he's
He's got a lot of chips, he's so messed up, I
He's been locked up, somebody else
He ain't but a thug

So what, so
So what, so