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

You see? I think it's for me put it down..
.. for my females,
I'ma let my females shine on this
You see? I biased
I racist 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
Speak the raw shit, they on the floor
Prepare to be surprised, if you think I'm a chick
Got off the shit, who could 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 style is my own, and a shorty, can't it
So y'all - ramble on, I'ma get my on
Ceram' handle-arm, while y'all 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 take yo' ass on a trip, and you never come
this a freestyle, these styles ain't free
When I'm done, believe, they got a PILE for me

Chorus: and Babe Blue (repeat 2X)

What cha know about this, ha? You don't
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 and yap on, I'ma keep rap strong
but don't act on what you rap on (say what?)
I speak facts to clacks, and lead tracks
that, relax, feedback? Keep that
Bet-ta ease back, see me slack
Break your kneecaps - then, 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 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
That's why you not a
Wanna know how you be down too?
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 last

[Timbaland] Blue

Blue]
Y'all chicks out, Babe Blue's here
out your mind, cause my debut's near
All y'all demo chicks see me you master yours
I you whores, then I smash your broads
Shorty, don't get hopes high, praise the most high
Blue, livin loca
I all those, small hoes, what?
My clothes is better than 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 nice - please, cut it out
Bronx to the death, we spit raw
Timbaland got beats, what you shit for?
Forget yours, and Blue, comin through
Bystorm, Z Man, tell me what you do?

[Timbaland] It over!

[Babe
Y'all chicks talk a lot, now you wanna me?
Moch' and Blue, and Lacey
Start the biddin 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 murder me, deep 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 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, 1 Life 2 Live
What Uh uh uh uh
What cha about this, ha?