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

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

The one bitch, not on that horse shit
Honey I wanna with, money, I'm all for it
the raw shit, they on the floor quick
Prepare to be surprised, if you think I'm a poor
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 break flow out, or bless em
My is my own, and a shorty, can't test it
So - ramble on, I'ma get my gamble on
handle-arm, while y'all scramble on
Want to battle? on, I'll take you on anywhere
take you on a bus, on a boat, or up in the air
I'll take you on with the gat, I'll you on on the track
I'll take yo' ass on a trip, and you come back
Though this a freestyle, these styles ain't
When I'm done, better believe, got a PILE for me

Timbaland and Babe Blue (repeat 2X)

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

Y'all go 'head and yap on, keep rap strong
Talk but act on what you rap on (say what?)
I speak facts to clacks, and lead tracks
Heed that, relax, feedback? that
ease back, never see me slack
Break kneecaps - then, have you do three laps
Tryin to see this a mil, y'all - dingy stacks
for - in sacks, tote - ki's to crack
Wonder why they can't keep they off me?
Y'all 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 how you could be down too?
Can not do, em say "ahhh, oohh"
Been through it, put too into it
And so long, I ran out of pen fluid

Chorus {except last

[Timbaland] Babe

Blue]
Y'all chicks assed out, Blue's here
Shook out your mind, cause my debut's
All y'all demo see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores, I smash your broads
Shorty, don't get your high, praise the most high
Blue, livin loca
I crush all those, small hoes,
My clothes is better than your wardrobe
You ain't seein mine, I walk in the club
You one of them that be in line
Me? out, ice flooded 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, and Blue, comin through
Bystorm, Z Man, me what you gon' do?

[Timbaland] It over!

Blue]
Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you wanna me?
and Blue, Cagney and Lacey
Start the wars at 1.2
We gonna all of y'all what one joint do
You wanna get the third degree, cause you heard of me?
See thugs murder me, blood burgundy?
Hell nah, see I'm tryin to get my 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 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?