Luyện nghe bài hát What It Ain't

mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

Now t-l-c challenge goodie mob
To a game of laser tag
they say "what it is"
You "what it ain't"

(yeah)
Tlc, the
mob
The synergy of ghetto
For the

What you do wit it
What it is and it ain't (what)
Either you bring it (we bring it)
Or you
Sometimes it gets messy (sometimes)
Out
But we get by (what you wanna do it)
One day at a

I go eat
At house
112
I go out
Where do you
Or do you
Or a chain
Or rings
I maintain
My ghetto i
Keep my
Get on my
20 inch
I sport a
with my girls
Go to the
the world
And your change
The finest
Will remain so

Don't even look from the room
You don't know enough about this to
Ever get it on me
Or out where I do

Don't look from across the floor
You don't rhyme enough for no tour
To come upon a like me
And not a possibility

She's a built plastic
I'm a big man
I like old model cars and big
You like two
Funding their clothes and
I sit on the
Sip and pose
I the 9
When humpin' hot ho's
I do sweets you preferred the lows
Tonight I'm 'cause ya already chose
It's grown folk business and I'll run the

'cause you ghetto enuff for me
And you ain't hot for me
And you ain't fly for me
And you're too tight your money
'cause you ain't ghetto for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you fly enuff for me
And too tight with your money

Shit my is still ghetto like hot fries
I come from lovin'
And 20/20
With his bloodshot
Got turned into
from two o's to thirty two lows
Which is to buy a rolls
Ain't but knows
Stay in my
my diamonds out of your face
You wanna be this player
Got to at my pace
I'm but I can still cum
Over there you're from
If you want bullshit you better buy you some

Shorty your booty (shorty)
Shorty where gold teeth
Shorty your long nails
Shorty your fake hair
got the attitude
All up in the
To represent the girl
You the too
I got back you got the front
It's time we it off in the woods
the bump on them dubs ain't no scrubs
Don't conceal I'm a ghetto
Can you see me gettin' it
I'ma keep on servin' here I'm supposed to baby

Don't be my pockets
While I'm recessitatin' topics
Like bring your g's where loot
You're lookin' real dumb when you get the
it is my road to me
Come from of the hardest of streets
Me custom navigate to the
With some of the hardest of
What it ain't what you sleepin' with all the shit that been through
'cause i'ma doin' all the things that I gots to do
Damn it put your ass to work
Comb your nappy head it hurts

Where saints stop
are the ropes
Take your up the street
Or you might hurt throat
You know you're
When you don't up in court
For not payin' your child
Or you too for me
You act like too good to eat
At church's, popeye's, and
I at walter's bright creek
In the mall where it's steep and
I hang out in bank
You buckhead
Your favorite color is hot
I love thing