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 synergy of ghetto
For the

What you do wit it
What it is and what it (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 a chain
Or rings
I still
My ghetto i
Keep my
Get on my
20 inch
I sport a
with my girls
Go to the
the world
And keep change
The things
Will still so

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

Don't even from across the floor
You don't rhyme enough for no tour
To come a girl like 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
their clothes and rolls
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 'cause ya already
grown folk business and I'll run the floor

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

Shit my baby is still ghetto like hot
I come from lovin'
And give
With his eyes
Got turned into
Went from two o's to thirty two
Which is to buy a rolls
Ain't but knows
Stay in my
Keep my out of your face
You wanna be this player
Got to at my pace
I'm slum but I can cum
Over there where from
If you want some bullshit you buy you some

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

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

Where those stop
are the ropes
Take wealth up the street
Or you might hurt your
You you're ghetto
you don't show 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 walter's creek
In the where it's steep and deep
I out in bank head
You buckhead
Your favorite is hot pink
I that thing