Luyện nghe bài hát We Be About

[Verse One: Jise
You can't what I'm about
I'm out in Amsterdam
With two fans, I'm all my fam
Who's the boss? I used to Sam
My slang is homemade
to hold my sweat pants
They sag to my balls right
Rock carry ya weak stand
Eat of ravioli
Ghetto flyin on pan am
I'm too busy being a man to sucking on any
(Ayo, I a land!)
Not me, I'm walking these lands
you reciting in your jams
I observed with image scans
Slamdance give it a chance type
Hailstorm the face
thesaurus, rhyme DNA, too many strands!
I dare you to try to this whole verse walkin on hot sand
in coal with no hands
Swallow your soul and burnt spam (damn!)
It's pretty easy to
But you don't know man
Lt. his thang! (thang!)
Manhandle the to bang! (bang!)
we got swang!
Swank beneath my sink
I hold rank doing thang! (thang!)

[Hook:
What you be - sunshine I try to prosper
What you be about? - females and lookin
What you be about? - spit rhymes that gotta yo
We be - math
We be - sex
We be about -
We be - life
What you be about? - my fam we tryin to live
What you be about? - I'm Swel, just tryin to be Swel
What you be about? - pourin out for those who
We be about -
We be - sex
We be about -
We be about -

[Verse Swel Boogie]
I'm lights, cameras, action
Status, mackin, Paris,
oooh, the hood what's up, representin, who Brooklyn what
Yeah me keep movin, never stay boaring
I rather ride a bike with a walkman instead of
and roll up to some freak and start playing
and rollin with my peeps to the flicks without
A hook up is a up
Dressin dip, my lookup
And going to the to do the blookup blookup
dusk to dawn
then sleep till in the afternoon
And get for more
The time's the summer time,
that's part
by the end I
Went to amusement park
and I'm about tellin you to let Swel be
I my fun and still get to hand in my next LP
I be about...

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Three: Q-Unique]
I'm about grabin mics, wearin
I was built to go through the rough
head on mountain bikes
I'm about world tours and showin up
I'm givin my seed the things I ain't have
when I was up
I'm about 5'9" a rhyme
that'll stand the of any timeline
out the fan base in to shine
I'm about Puertorican who make progress
a mind of a college professor and body of a goddess
I'm about Krs, Davis, Pearl Jam, and Rakim,
Campos, mayor Guilli.. nah not him!
I'm about away with trash
I'm two seconds away
from puttin my foot in a record execs ass
I'm platinum plaques for underground acts
Shit, I'll spit on anything Rocafella to Battle Axe
I'm about tellin you what about
before about to happen
So be about ya biz 'fore this title 'bout to slappin

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