Luyện nghe bài hát Warm It Up Kris

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.

So times I heard your rhymes
But you can't this
I'm kickin the type of flavor makes ya say
you're too Kris
So the fire of the one they call the
Daddy
the fire is what I and what I pack is real
bad
I like to grab a hold of your soul and
let go
Till ya jump do the and say (Hoe)
Now the state of mind I'm in, Huh
rhyme after rhyme I win

The (The Mack)
ta break 'em off somethin 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 cream puff mack daddy be
keep dreamin cause a mack you'll be
So all of ya'll them Doctor Suess riddles
you can get the finger ( ) the

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. that '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.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris.
I'm about to. 'Cause 's what I was born 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 out catchin all ladies
the age I be I should be playin toys
But instead I put my head into ya
noise
That's how I it that's my every day
life and I to be sharp as a knife man

I'm the brother for suckers to be messin

cause when I put my on a mic I start
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 never

Daddy of them all shootin to kill 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.
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. 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 I heard your rhymes
But you touch this
I'm the type of flavor that makes ya say
you're too much
So the fire of the one they call the
Daddy
the fire is what I pack and I pack is real
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 after rhyme I win
I'm the wrong for suckers to be messin

cause when I put my on a mic I start
it
They call me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. there
another bad as me
I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)! word
A lil brother kickin rhymes like ya 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 what I was to do.
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. 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. 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.