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 that 's I was born 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 fire of the one call the
Mack
the fire is what I 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 state of I'm in, Huh
with rhyme rhyme 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 to the back, that's my

ya lil cream puff mack wanna be
keep dreamin cause a mack never be
So all of with them Doctor 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.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause that 's what I was to do.

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

I'm the wrong brother for 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 the (ghetto)! word
A lil kickin rhymes 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 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.

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. that 's what I was born to do.

So many times I your rhymes
But you can't this
I'm kickin the type of that makes ya say
too much Kris
So feel the fire of the one call the
Daddy
the fire is what I pack and what I pack is
bad
I like to grab a hold of soul and never
let go
ya jump do the hump and say (Hoe)
Now that's the state of I'm in, Huh
with rhyme after I win
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. double D.Y. M. A. C. ain't
another bad as me
When I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)!
A lil brother kickin like ya never 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 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.
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 to. 'Cause that 's what I was born to do.