Luyện nghe bài hát Warm It Up

Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris,
I'm to. 'Cause that's what I was born to do.
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause that 's what I was to do.

So many I heard your rhymes
But you touch this
I'm kickin the type of that makes ya say
too much Kris
So the fire of the one they call the
Daddy
the fire is what I and what I pack is real
bad
I like to grab a of your soul and never
let go
ya jump do the hump and say (Hoe)
Now that's the of mind I'm in, Huh
with rhyme after I win

The (The Mack)
ta break 'em off somethin and lay
In a bed of funk ya speaker pumpin
The miggada, miggada came to get it

Wear my pants to the back, my

ya lil cream puff mack daddy be
keep dreamin cause a you'll never be
So all of ya'll with Doctor Suess riddles
you can get the finger ( ) the

Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris,
I'm about to. 'Cause what I was born to do.
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause 's what I was born to do.

Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris,
I'm about to. that's what I was born to do.
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause that 's I was born to do.

Caught you on the (the scope)!
Peepin out my rhyme cause dope (it's dope)!
And for you no hope
My (is what)!
Daddy Mack
Totally krossed out all ladies
the age I be I be playin with toys
But I put my head into makin ya
make
That's how I kick it my every day
and I rehearse to be sharp as a knife man

I'm the wrong brother for to be messin

cause when I put my hand on a mic I
it
They me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. there ain't
brother bad as me

When I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)!
A lil brother kickin rhymes like ya ever

Daddy of them all to kill like a gun showing
how its done

Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris,
I'm about to. 'Cause that's I was born to do.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause that 's I was born to do.

Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris,
I'm about to. 'Cause that's I was born to do.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause that 's what I was to do.

So many times I heard your
But you touch this
I'm kickin the type of that makes ya say
you're too Kris
So feel the fire of the one call the
Daddy
the is what I pack and what I pack is real
bad
I like to grab a hold of your and never
let go
Till ya jump do the and say (Hoe)
Now the state of mind I'm in, Huh
rhyme after rhyme I win
I'm the wrong for suckers to be messin

cause when I put my hand on a mic I
it
They call me the D.A. D.Y. M. A. C. there ain't
brother bad as me
When I (let go)! from the (ghetto)! word
A lil brother rhymes like ya never ever

Daddy of them all shootin to kill a gun showing
how its done

Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris,
I'm about to. 'Cause that's I was born to do.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause 's what I was born to do.

Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris,
I'm about to. 'Cause that's I was born to do.
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris.
I'm about to. that 's what I was born to do.

Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris,
I'm about to. 'Cause what I was born to do.
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause that 's what I was to do.