Luyện nghe bài hát they Aint Ready

The Buddhists they holla Buddah, make say hollaluah
I'm the God of mix tapes, me drive the Impala through the
Ghetto twenty inch metal, go get your two college
I'll teach you how to correct speech, but I'm not a tutor
How you playas gonna deny the answer, to all your
not fair, you can not compete Chamillionaire
Attitude stinky, from now on when I'm y'all
Sniff I know you can me nigga, like a bloodhound dog
I done took over the streets, so they call me the
When these boys on a cold streak, I bring like a brown log
In the fire place you fired, I'm the you the maid
I would you with no pay, but you never got paid
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, Color tower get crushed
There ain't a plane, that can wreck and harder than us
Seems like we beefing, but I ain't even know we had
Maybe cause our money's stacked, Tetris rows in columns
Not a Saint I'm a lunatic, ain't colder than him
You going down down baby, on us again
You can't win say your name, unless you get rich off of me
Cause if I say your name, then that would be free
under your breath about royalty, is something you don't do
And I bet you think this song is about you, you