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 this
You see? I biased
I ain't either
So I'ma let uhh.. bring it in

The one boss bitch, not on 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 be more thick?
I can flip, rough-up, or flatten out, four bricks
As for the mic, I can break flow out, or either em
My is my own, and a shorty, can't test it
So y'all - ramble on, get my gamble on
handle-arm, while y'all scramble 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 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
this a freestyle, these styles ain't free
When I'm done, better believe, they got a for me

Chorus: Timbaland and Blue (repeat 2X)

What cha about this, ha? You don't know
Lemme show you this, ha? We gon' blow
We don't go hits, ha? Get the dough
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 facts to beat clacks, and lead tracks
that, relax, feedback? Keep that
Bet-ta ease back, see me slack
Break your - then, have you do three laps
Tryin to see this half a mil, - dingy stacks
for - weed in sacks, tote - to crack
Wonder why they keep 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
That's why you not a
Wanna know how you could be too?
Can not do, em say "ahhh, oohh"
Been it, put too much into it
And so long, I ran out of pen fluid

Chorus {except last

[Timbaland] Babe

Blue]
Y'all chicks assed out, Babe Blue's
out your mind, cause my debut's near
All y'all chicks see me when you master yours
I surpass you whores, then I smash broads
Shorty, don't get your hopes high, praise the high
Babe Blue, loca
I crush all those, small hoes,
My clothes is better than your wardrobe
You ain't mine, I walk right in the club
You one of chicks that be in line
Me? Studded out, ice out
you ain't nice - please, cut it out
Bronx to the death, we gon' raw
Timbaland got beats, what you shit for?
yours, Moch' and Blue, comin through
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me you gon' do?

[Timbaland] It over!

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

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