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 ghetto tag
When say "what it is"
You "what it ain't"

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

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

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

Don't look from across the room
You don't know about this world to
get it on with 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 girl me
And that's not a

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

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

my baby is still ghetto like hot fries
I come lovin' niggas
And give
his bloodshot eyes
Got into gold
Went from two o's to two lows
Which is enough to buy a
but nobody knows
Stay in my
Keep my out of your face
You wanna be with this
Got to at my pace
I'm slum but I can cum
Over there where you're
If you want some bullshit you buy you some

Shorty where your (shorty)
Shorty where your gold
where your long nails
Shorty where your fake
got the attitude
All up in the
To represent the 90's
You the too
I got back you got the front
It's time we it off in the woods
With the on them dubs ain't no scrubs
Don't conceal I'm a ghetto
Can you see me it clear
I'ma keep on here like I'm supposed to baby

Don't be my pockets
I'm recessitatin' these topics
Like bring your g's where your
You're lookin' real dumb you get the boot
What it is my to me
Come some of the hardest of streets
Me custom navigate to the
some of the hardest of beats
What it ain't what you sleepin' with all the shit that been through
i'ma keep doin' all the things that I gots to do
Damn it I'll put your ass to
Comb your head till it hurts

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