Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Know About This

You see? I think it's for me put it down
For my females, ha, hah
I'ma let my females shine on track
You I ain't biased, I ain't racist either
So I'ma let uhh, Mocha it in

The one boss bitch, not on that shit
Honey, I wanna score money, I'm all for it
the raw shit, they on the floor quick
Prepare to be surprised if you I'm a poor chick
Got off the wall shit, who could be more

Plus I can flip, rough up or out four bricks
As for the mic, I can break flow out or bless 'em
My style is my own and a shorty test it
So y'all, ramble on, I'ma get my on
Ceram' handle arm, while y'all on

Want to battle? It's on, I'll you on anywhere
take you on a bus, on a boat or up in the air
I'll take you on the gat, I'll take you on, on the track
I'll take yo' ass on a and you never come back
Though this a freestyle, these styles free
I'm done, better believe, they got a pile for me

What cha about this, ha?
You don't
show you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

What cha know this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

go 'head and yap on, I'ma keep rap strong
Talk but act on, what you rap on
(Say what?)
I speak facts to clacks and lead tracks
Heed that, relax, Keep that
Betta ease back, see me slack

Break your kneecaps, then have you do laps
to see this half a mil, y'all dingy stacks
For in sacks, Tote, ki's to crack
Wonder why can't keep they eyes off me?
chicks ain't 8, I'm a dime plus 3

Got a 6? I got a stack, got a I got a jet
Got a I got a tec, that's why you not a threat
Wanna how you could be down too?
Cannot do, 'em say ahh, ooh
through it, put too much into it
And writin' so long, I ran out of pen

What cha know this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

cha know about this, ha?
You don't
show you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the

Blue

Y'all chicks assed out, Babe here
Shook out your mind 'cause my near
All demo chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you then I smash your broads
Shorty, don't get hopes high, praise the most high

Babe Blue, loca, I crush all those small hoes, what?
My go to the store is better than your wardrobe
You ain't seein' mine, I walk right in the
You one of them chicks be in line
Me? Studded out, ice out

Bitch, you nice, please, cut it out
Bronx to the death, we gon' raw
Timbaland got beats, what you shit for?
Forget yours, and Blue, comin' through
Bystorm, Z Man, me what you gon' do?

What cha about this, ha?
You don't
Lemme show you this, ha?
We gon'
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

What cha know this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We gon'
We don't go hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

It ain't

Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you hate me?
Moch' and Blue, and Lacey
the biddin' wars at 1.2
We show all of y'all what one joint do

You wanna get the third degree, 'cause you heard of me?
See thugs me, deep blood burgundy?
Hell, nah, see I'm tryin' to get my ma
But chicks didn't know, so I had to tell y'all

cha know about this, ha?
You know
show you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can doubt this, ha? Ha?

cha know about this, ha?
You don't
Lemme you 'bout this, ha?
We blow
We go without hits, ha?
Get the
You can never this, ha? Ha?

this, uh, uh, uh, what?
Let it ride, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Tonight, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(1 2 live)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(1 2 live, baby)

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, 1 life 2
What, Uh, uh, uh, uh
What cha about this, ha?