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,
I'ma let my females shine on track
You see? I biased
I racist either
So I'ma let uhh.. Mocha it in

The one boss bitch, not on that shit
I wanna score with, money, I'm all for it
Speak the raw shit, they on the quick
to be surprised, if you think I'm a poor chick
Got off the shit, who could be more thick?
Plus I can flip, rough-up, or flatten out, four
As for the mic, I can flow out, or either bless em
My is my own, and a shorty, can't test it
So - ramble on, I'ma get my gamble on
Ceram' handle-arm, while scramble on
Want to It's on, I'll take 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 come
Though this a freestyle, these styles free
When I'm done, better believe, got a PILE for me

Chorus: Timbaland and Blue (repeat 2X)

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

Y'all go 'head and yap on, keep rap strong
Talk but act on what you rap on (say what?)
I facts to beat clacks, and lead tracks
that, relax, feedback? Keep that
Bet-ta back, never see me slack
Break your kneecaps - then, have you do laps
Tryin to see this half a mil, y'all - stacks
for - weed in sacks, - ki's to crack
Wonder why can't keep they eyes off me?
Y'all chicks ain't 8, I'm a 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 down
Can not do, em say "ahhh, oohh"
Been through it, put too much it
And so long, I ran out of pen fluid

Chorus {except last

[Timbaland] Blue

[Babe
Y'all chicks out, Babe Blue's here
Shook out your mind, cause my near
All y'all demo 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, livin
I crush all those, small hoes,
My go-to-the-store clothes is than your wardrobe
You seein mine, I walk right in the club
You one of them chicks be in line
Me? Studded out, ice out
you ain't nice - please, cut it out
Bronx to the death, we gon' raw
got beats, what you talkin shit for?
Forget yours, and Blue, comin through
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me what you do?

[Timbaland] It over!

Blue]
Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you hate me?
and Blue, Cagney and Lacey
Start the biddin at 1.2
We gonna show all of y'all what one do
You wanna get the third degree, cause you heard of me?
See thugs murder me, deep blood
nah, see I'm tryin 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 Life 2 Live) 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 know this, ha?