Luyện nghe bài hát What It Ain't

mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

Now t-l-c will goodie mob
To a game of ghetto tag
When 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 it (we gon' bring it)
Or you
Sometimes it gets kinda (sometimes)
Out
But we get by (what you do wit' it)
One day at a

I go eat
At waffle
112
I go out
Where do you
Or do you
Or wear a
Or platinum
I still
My ghetto i
my pride
Get on my
20 inch
I a brim
Hang with my
Go to the
Around the
And your change
The finest
Will remain so

Don't even look across the room
You don't know enough about this to
get it on with me
Or hang out I do

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

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

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

Shit my is still ghetto like hot fries
I from lovin' niggas
And 20/20
With his eyes
Got turned into
from two o's to thirty two lows
Which is to buy a rolls
Ain't but nobody
in my place
Keep my diamonds out of face
You be with this player
Got to play at my
I'm slum but I can cum
there where you're from
If you want some bullshit you buy you some

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

Don't be suffocatin' my
I'm recessitatin' these topics
Like bring g's where your loot
You're lookin' real dumb when you get the
What it is my to me
Come from some of the hardest of
Me custom to the club
With some of the of beats
it ain't what you sleepin' with all the shit that I've been through
'cause keep doin' all the things that I gots to do
Damn it I'll put ass to work
your nappy head till it hurts

Where those saints
These are the
Take your wealth up the
Or you might your throat
You know ghetto
When you don't up in court
For not your child support
Or you too for me
You act like you're too to eat
At church's, popeye's, and
I shop at bright creek
In the mall where it's steep and
I hang out in head
You prefer
Your color is hot pink
I love thing