Luyện nghe bài hát Talking That Talk

Ay!, Houston, (Houston, Texas)
Chamillionaire, The Mixtape
Haha, I feel like niggaz need to show some respect off in here
Tell 'em the (tell 'em the name) - Chamillitary mayne

[Chorus:
I hear ya talkin' that talk, I heard you was bout me
Soon as I ask who you too, you reply wit' nah it's not me
No bite for all of barkin', cow-mad that y'all ain't got me
ain't keepin' it real like they talkin', pussy niggaz is all that I see

You be hungry, ugly, chubby, homeless, crippled and blind
And still be better off than talkin lip to a nine
I hit that wit' David Banner, talk that lip to me now
Pussy niggaz to hide, pop up on 'em suprise!
Tired of lettin' niggaz gave 'em too many times
I'm of tryin', sick 'em huh, flippin' and flyin'
Now they got me yellin' out WHAT! like a from Jon
ain't gon' ride, y'all need to quit ya lying
'cause ya know that ya falsifying niggaz know can't stop the giant
It just shows that'll stop the crying, over this spot is mine
Take over it's about the time, I'ma put all boys in line
Couldn't walk a inch in my shoes but you know can and tie em'

[Chorus:
I hear ya talkin' that talk, I heard you was talkin' me
Soon as I ask who you too, you reply wit' nah it's not me
No bite for all of that barkin', that y'all ain't got me
ain't keepin' it real like they talkin', pussy niggaz is all that I see

[David
If it jumps off, it off - let the front of the pumps off
that'll knock ya fuckin' lump off
Think I'm bama, think I'm country I'am bitch
And I got bullets I can share and I selfish
boy I got just what you need
Them slugs that'll fly through trees and off knees
off kids, knock off peers -
Got beats knock by ?, wrong-buck get ya throat cut
Catch a buck 5th, watch yo chest
rhymes, 'cause the small lines take a sniff
Bitch I'm tryna make ya bleed
Russians bustin' the shit out Apollo creed
ride!

[Chorus:
I hear ya talkin' that talk, I heard you was talkin' me
Soon as I ask who you talkin' too, you wit' nah it's not me
No for all of that barkin', cow-mad that y'all ain't got me
They ain't keepin' it real like they talkin', pussy niggaz is all I see

Respect the messiah, ay the hell is ya manners man?
ya off of ya henges like you got hit wit a batter-ram
You'll be stupid for challengin', ya outta ya skeleton
You'll be down on the floor a Lil' Flippa or Banner fan
The hustle man, I a grand, that dude in Atlant' it
Then what I do wit it? Flip it, kinda like that dude he mad at
I'm talkin' stops when I rocket, sendin' you out the planet
You'll be just timber-in-a-lake that dude feelin' Janet
That could get you shot at damaged, I bet you cry or panic
That get you cut, beat the hell up, then goodbye or vanish
Put ya on the concrete, I hope that you got 'em planted
Now stand-flat, so I can blaat!, make you loose all your

[Chorus:
I hear ya talkin' talk, I heard you was talkin' bout me
Soon as I ask who you talkin' too, you reply wit' nah not me
No bite for all of that barkin', cow-mad y'all ain't got me
They ain't keepin' it real like they talkin', pussy is all that I see