Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Know

Hahaha, aight rock shit homie (c'mon)

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

Bone]
Lord, they numbers daddies eyes 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 lead to mommy, daddy love me I'm children
the world if it's possible, I cry on my knees
Praise the Lord, God the creator 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 bitch out
Shut the fuck up out of the dust and quickly shake that
Fuck the lust, do you wonder non-physical (physical)

[Bizzy
Deep in the mind where they question me, what do you 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 what a breath, you betta go get 'em; go plant those seeds
Deeper, or holdin the microphone, to the spirit
Clearly I hear that jealousy, somehow I don't it
And I blame nothin, surround as we're surrounded and trapped
Call up the police bullshit, it's pulpit in fact
Until we mack, in the with the beat like that
Baby we serious, I'm not curious, tell 'em to that
Those ideologies, remember thou not kill, and isn't it bloody enough?
Fuck it, we are the soldiers in the rucket

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

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