Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Know

Hahaha, aight rock your homie (c'mon)

[Chorus 2X: Bone]
Ooh, I guess don't know (know)
I'm finna call up David and we marchin on bitches to the South Pole
So what they wanna do with us? I'm finna get'cha
Huh, get'cha get'cha get'cha (get'cha)

Bone]
Lord, crush they numbers daddies can see
I know carry me, he ever need me I'm there verily
Love the Virgin Mary, Mexican food, the children
With a child shall to mommy, daddy love me I'm children
Bless the if it's possible, I cry on my knees
the Lord, God almighty the creator of all lightning
Ass booty and titans, you know that we clashin in the brainwaves
Rattlin tryna stop we got
Lord a cold producer, bad to the bone, I ain't no sell out
Betta leave him alone, I'll this bitch out
Shut the fuck up out of the dust and quickly shake stick
the lust, do you wonder it's non-physical (physical)

[Bizzy
Deep in the mind where they me, what do you wanna know?
I know nothing, but I heard that legend tellin me take it slow
I said, feelin the body the body, oh what a blessin
and a breath, you betta go get 'em; better go plant those seeds
Deeper, or holdin the microphone, to the spirit
Clearly I hear that jealousy, somehow I fear it
And I blame nothin, surround as we're surrounded and trapped
Call up the police that's bullshit, it's pulpit in
we mack, in the battlefield with the beat like that
Baby we serious, I'm not curious, tell 'em to watch
Those ideologies, remember thou shalt not kill, and isn't it bloody
Fuck it, we are the soldiers in the rough

[Bizzy
up my uncle let me cop that fuckin Mary J
We been out here grindin steadily climbin each and day
Motherfucker don't test me come and arrest me, me how we play
Figure with the spirit, fight you back I was anime
Quick to a baby sick as fuck and jump right on the stage
up out that limo pockets swollen payin attention to everything I say
Open up the mind with a prayer, as I worship the Lord
The Dragon say verily, verily I'm reborn
Tarnished and torn, up and I'm feelin scorned
It's gettin warm, I'm go turn it up, huh, end of story
Prophets and saints so harken with baby up in the buildin
Christ is yo' pavilion, I'm a thug, I'm in the buildin

[Chorus - 2X]