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 females shine on track
You I ain't biased
I ain't racist
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 quick
Prepare to be surprised, if you think I'm a poor
Got off the wall shit, who be more thick?
Plus I can flip, rough-up, or flatten out, four
As for the mic, I can break out, or either bless em
My is my own, and a shorty, can't test it
So y'all - ramble on, I'ma get my on
Ceram' handle-arm, y'all scramble on
Want to battle? It's on, I'll take you on
take you on a bus, on a boat, or up in the air
I'll you on with the gat, I'll take you on on the track
I'll yo' ass on a trip, and you never come back
Though this a freestyle, styles ain't free
When I'm done, believe, they got a PILE for me

Timbaland and Babe Blue (repeat 2X)

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

Y'all go 'head and yap on, I'ma keep rap
Talk but don't act on you rap on (say what?)
I speak facts to beat clacks, and lead
Heed that, relax, Keep that
Bet-ta ease back, see me slack
Break your kneecaps - then, have you do laps
Tryin to see this half a mil, y'all - dingy
for - in sacks, tote - ki's to crack
why they can't keep they eyes off me?
Y'all chicks ain't 8, I'm a dime 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 down
Can not do, em say "ahhh, oohh"
through it, put too much into it
And so long, I ran out of pen fluid

Chorus {except line}

[Timbaland] Blue

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

[Timbaland] It over!

[Babe
Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you hate me?
Moch' and Blue, and Lacey
Start the biddin at 1.2
We gonna show all of what one joint do
You get the third degree, cause you never heard of me?
See thugs murder me, deep blood
Hell nah, see I'm to get my mail ma
But y'all chicks didn't know, so I had to tell

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 2 Live baby) Uh uh, uh-uh uh-uh
Uh uh, uh-uh, 1 Life 2 Live
What Uh uh uh uh
cha know about this, ha?