Luyện nghe bài hát What Cha Know About This - Babe Blue

You see? I it's time for me put it down..
.. for my females,
I'ma let my shine on this track
You I ain't biased
I ain't either
So let uhh.. Mocha bring it in

The one boss bitch, not on horse shit
I wanna score with, money, I'm all for it
Speak the raw shit, they on the floor
to be surprised, if you think I'm a poor chick
Got off the wall shit, who could be more
Plus I can flip, rough-up, or flatten out, four
As for the mic, I can flow out, or either bless em
My style is my own, and a shorty, can't it
So - ramble on, I'ma get my gamble on
Ceram' handle-arm, while scramble on
to battle? It's on, I'll take you on anywhere
I'll you on a bus, on a boat, or up in the air
take you on with the gat, I'll take you on on the track
I'll take yo' ass on a trip, and you never back
Though this a freestyle, styles ain't free
When I'm done, better believe, they got a for me

Timbaland and Babe Blue (repeat 2X)

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

Y'all go 'head and yap on, I'ma keep rap
but don't act on what you rap on (say what?)
I speak facts to beat clacks, and tracks
Heed that, relax, feedback? Keep
Bet-ta ease back, see me slack
Break your - then, have you do three laps
to see this half a mil, y'all - dingy stacks
for - weed in sacks, tote - ki's to
Wonder why they can't they eyes off me?
chicks ain't 8, I'm a dime plus 3
Got a 6? I got a
Got a I got a jet
Got a I got a tec
why you not a threat
Wanna know how you could be too?
Can not do, em say "ahhh, oohh"
Been through it, put too into it
And writin so long, I ran out of pen

{except last line}

[Timbaland] Babe

Blue]
Y'all chicks out, Babe Blue's here
Shook out your mind, cause my debut's
All y'all demo chicks see me when you yours
I surpass you whores, then I your broads
Shorty, get your hopes high, praise the most high
Babe Blue, livin
I crush all those, small hoes,
My go-to-the-store clothes is better than wardrobe
You ain't seein mine, I walk right in the
You one of them chicks that be in
Me? Studded out, ice out
Bitch you ain't - please, cut it out
Bronx to the death, we spit raw
got beats, what you talkin shit for?
Forget yours, Moch' and Blue, comin
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me you gon' do?

[Timbaland] It over!

Blue]
Y'all talk a lot, now you wanna hate me?
Moch' and Blue, and Lacey
Start the biddin at 1.2
We gonna show all of y'all one joint do
You wanna get the third degree, cause you heard of me?
See thugs murder me, blood burgundy?
nah, see I'm tryin to get my mail ma
But y'all chicks know, so I had to tell y'all

Doubt this, uh uh uh,
Let it ride, uh uh, uh-uh
Tonight (1 2 Live) uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Uh uh, uh-uh
(1 Life 2 Live baby) Uh uh, uh-uh
Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh, 1 Life 2
what? Uh uh uh uh
What cha about this, ha?