Luyện nghe bài hát Warm It Up Kris

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

So many I heard your rhymes
But you touch this
I'm kickin the type of flavor makes ya say
you're too much
So feel the fire of the one they the
Daddy
the fire is what I pack and what I is real
bad
I to grab a hold of your soul and never
let go
ya jump do the hump and say (Hoe)
Now the state 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 Mack to get it

Wear my pants to the back, my

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

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

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

I'm the wrong brother for suckers to be

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
brother bad as me

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

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

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.

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

So times I heard your rhymes
But you can't touch
I'm kickin the of flavor that makes ya say
you're too Kris
So feel the of the one they call the
Daddy
the fire is what I pack and what I pack is
bad
I like to grab a of your soul and never
let go
Till ya jump do the and say (Hoe)
Now that's the state of I'm in, Huh
with after rhyme I win
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
brother bad as me
When I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)!
A lil brother kickin rhymes like ya ever

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

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

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.