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

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

The one boss bitch, not on that 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 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 break flow out, or either em
My style is my own, and a shorty, test it
So y'all - ramble on, get my gamble on
Ceram' handle-arm, y'all 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
I'll take you on 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, styles ain't free
When I'm done, better believe, got a PILE for me

Chorus: Timbaland and Babe (repeat 2X)

What cha know about this, ha? You know
Lemme show you bout this, ha? We gon'
We don't go hits, ha? Get the dough
You can never 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
that, relax, feedback? Keep that
Bet-ta ease back, never see me
Break your - then, have you do three laps
Tryin to see this half a mil, y'all - dingy
for - weed in sacks, tote - ki's to
why they can't keep they eyes off me?
Y'all chicks 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 it, put too much into it
And so long, I ran out of pen fluid

Chorus {except last

Babe Blue

[Babe
Y'all chicks assed out, Babe here
out your mind, cause my debut's near
All y'all chicks see me when you master yours
I you whores, then I smash your broads
Shorty, don't get your hopes high, the most high
Babe Blue, livin
I crush all those, hoes, what?
My go-to-the-store clothes is 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
Timbaland got beats, what you talkin shit
Forget yours, and Blue, comin through
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me what you do?

[Timbaland] It over!

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

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 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 know this, ha?