Luyện nghe bài hát they Aint Ready

The Buddhists they holla Buddah, make say hollaluah
I'm the God of mix tapes, watch me the Impala through the
Ghetto twenty inch metal, go get your two rulers
I'll teach you how to correct speech, but I'm not a tutor
How you playas gonna deny the answer, to all your
It's not fair, you can not Chamillionaire
Attitude stinky, from now on I'm round y'all
Sniff I know you can feel me nigga, a bloodhound dog
I done took the streets, so they call me the groundhog
When these boys on a cold streak, I bring heat like a log
In the fire you fired, I'm the boss you the maid
I would suspend you with no pay, but you never got
Don't talk down up, like a attic door on the ceiling
Boy I'm a villain, you ain't got no royal a kitten
Sipping on some sour milk, Changin' tower get crushed
There ain't a plane, that can wreck and harder than us
Seems like we beefing, but I even know we had problems
Maybe cause our stacked, like Tetris rows in columns
Not a Saint I'm a lunatic, Nelly ain't colder him
You going down baby, speak on us again
You win won't say your name, unless you get rich off of me
Cause if I say your name, then that would be publicity
under your breath about royalty, is something you don't do
And I bet you think this song is about you, you