Luyện nghe bài hát What It Ain't

mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

Now t-l-c will challenge 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

you wanna do wit it
What it is and it ain't (what)
you bring it (we gon' 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 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 rims
I sport a
Hang with my
Go to the
Around the
And keep your
The finest
still 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 have rhyme enough for no tour
To upon a girl like me
And that's not a

a built plastic girl
I'm a big man
I like old model and big sedans
You like two
Funding their and rolls
I sit on the
Sip some and
I the 9
When humpin' hot ho's
I do sweets while you preferred the
Tonight I'm 'cause ya already chose
It's folk business and I'll run the floor

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

Shit my baby is ghetto like hot fries
I come lovin' niggas
And 20/20
his bloodshot eyes
Got turned into
Went two o's to thirty 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 from
If you want some you better buy you some

Shorty your booty (shorty)
Shorty where your gold
Shorty where your nails
Shorty your fake hair
Shorty got the
All up in the
To represent the girl
You the too
I got your 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 millionaire
Can you see me it clear
I'ma keep on servin' here like I'm to baby

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

Where those stop
These are the
your wealth up the street
Or you might hurt your
You know you're
When you don't up in court
For not your child support
Or you too for me
You act like too good to eat
At church's, popeye's, and
I shop at walter's bright
In the where it's steep and deep
I hang out in head
You buckhead
Your favorite color is hot
I love that