Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Doin to Me

Now it, uptown kid on the record
Who you thought? who you
Gruff number one, get layed, in the sun
Now I'm gettin without bustin my gun
Make music, but still in I say it
But in all I stay looted, still in all
I'm the slick cat that recruited
No one see platinum and then play
Harlem's on the rise now, you now
For those who slept, bet recognize now
hold us, can't stand to see my ro' wristband wit boulders
Can't my soldiers, told ya
We gon' like oklahoma
Put the rap game in the and the coma
Feel fame comin closer, photograph on poster
Dame in the

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What cha doin to me? comin baby
How you makin me feel, keep baby

Yo it to ya hardcore, but never raw baby
Be on tour crazy, leave shows wit three or ladies
Tryin to stroke out, stand up, out
Let the out, let the loke out
Sexin broke out, rock no doubt
wanna be playas but just no clout
Man refresh my mouth
Besides that been fresh before was out
Check it out, check my background, how I'm layin my mack down
Check the near you, for the hound phat sound
Herb could flow, you the first to know
Watch me burst and blow, I'm thirst for dough
No question g, destined to be
Tucks no than a g, who fresher than me?
Or d, check the pedigree
uptown to beverly, papes be steady, see

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Ooh than rough, big m, little c, gruff
You get enough, say what

Gruff official, the deal nigga, bust the crystal
Bust the style, lust the style
Dutch your isle, knowhatimean? philly two
niggas really be foul
What's on out there? is all I hear
Black on black crime, and you know the law care
War out there, almost got caught out
But I didn't, so I gotta thank the out there, 'cause there is one
Know people listen to my songs in system
people think I don't belong in prison
Lord 'em, please, for all that sinnin
Puffin and tossin women

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