Luyện nghe bài hát Warm It Up Kris

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 's what I was born 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 feel the of the one they call 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
Till ya 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 keepin ya speaker
The miggada, Mack came to get it

Wear my to the back, that's my

ya lil cream puff daddy wanna be
keep dreamin cause a mack you'll be
So all of ya'll with them Doctor riddles
you can get the ( ) the middle

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

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

I'm the wrong brother for to be messin

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

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

Daddy of them all shootin to 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 about to. 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 about to. that 's what I was born to do.

So times I heard your rhymes
But you can't this
I'm kickin the type of flavor that ya say
you're too much
So feel the fire of the one they 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
with rhyme 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
another bad as me
When I (let go)! Something the (ghetto)! word
A lil brother rhymes like 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 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 about to. that'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.

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