Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Know

Hahaha, aight rock your homie (c'mon)

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

[Bizzy
Lord, crush they numbers daddies can see
I know Jesus carry me, he ever me I'm there verily
Love the Virgin Mary, Mexican food, without the
With a child shall lead to mommy, daddy love me I'm
the world if it's possible, I cry on my knees
Praise the Lord, God almighty the of all lightning
Ass booty and titans, you know we been 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 clear this out
Shut the up out of the dust and quickly shake that stick
Fuck the lust, do you wonder non-physical (physical)

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

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

[Chorus - 2X]