Luyện nghe bài hát Warm It Up Kris

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

So many times I heard rhymes
But you can't this
I'm kickin the type of that makes ya say
you're too Kris
So feel the fire of the one they the
Daddy
the fire is I pack and what I pack is real
bad
I to grab a hold of your soul and never
let go
ya jump do the hump and say (Hoe)
Now that's the state of I'm in, Huh
with after rhyme I win

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

Wear my to the back, that's my

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

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.

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

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

I'm the brother 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 all shootin to kill like a gun showing
suckers how its

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

it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris,
I'm about to. 'Cause what 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 rhymes
But you can't touch
I'm kickin the type of flavor makes ya say
too much Kris
So feel the of the one they call the
Mack
the fire is what I pack and I pack is real
bad
I like to grab a hold of your and never
let go
Till ya do the hump and say (Hoe)
Now that's the state of I'm in, Huh
rhyme after rhyme I win
I'm the brother for suckers to be messin

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

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

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 to. 'Cause that 's what I was born to do.

it up, Kris, warm 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.

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