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 your rhymes
But you can't this
I'm kickin the of flavor that makes ya say
you're too much
So feel the fire of the one they the
Mack
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 that's the state of I'm in, Huh
with rhyme after I win

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

Wear my pants to the back, my

ya lil cream mack daddy wanna be
keep dreamin cause a mack you'll 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 that's what I was to do.
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.
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause 's what I was born to do.

Caught you on the (the scope)!
Peepin out my cause it's dope (it's dope)!
And for you no hope
My (is what)!
Mack baby
Totally krossed out catchin all
the age I be I should be playin toys
But instead I put my head makin ya
noise
That's how I kick it my every day
life and I rehearse to be sharp as a man

I'm the wrong for suckers to be messin

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

I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)! word
A lil brother kickin like ya never ever

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

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.

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 that 's I was born to do.

So times I heard your rhymes
But you touch this
I'm kickin the type of flavor that ya say
you're too Kris
So feel the fire of the one they the
Mack
the fire is what I 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
with rhyme after I win
I'm the wrong brother for suckers to be

cause when I put my on a mic I start
it
They call me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. ain't
another bad as me
I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)! word
A lil brother kickin 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 about to. 'Cause that's what I was 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 to. 'Cause that's 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. '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.