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 to. 'Cause that 's what 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 Kris
So feel the fire of the one call the
Mack
the fire is I pack and what I pack is real
bad
I like to grab a hold of your soul and
let go
Till ya do the hump and say (Hoe)
Now that's the of mind I'm in, Huh
rhyme after rhyme I win

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

Wear my to the back, that's my

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

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

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

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. double D.Y. M. A. C. there
another 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
how its done

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 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.

So times I heard your rhymes
But you can't this
I'm kickin the type of flavor makes ya say
you're too much
So feel the fire of the one call the
Mack
the fire is what I pack and what I pack is
bad
I like to 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 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. double D.Y. M. A. C. ain't
brother bad as me
When I (let go)! Something the (ghetto)! word
A lil brother kickin 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 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.

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