Luyện nghe bài hát What It Ain't

mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

Now t-l-c will challenge mob
To a of ghetto laser tag
When say "what it is"
You "what it ain't"

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

you wanna do wit it
What it is and what it (what)
you bring it (we gon' bring it)
Or you
Sometimes it gets kinda (sometimes)
Out
But we get by (what you wanna do it)
One day at a

I go eat
At waffle
112
I go out
Where do you
Or do you
Or a chain
Or platinum
I still
My ghetto i
my pride
Get on my
20 rims
I a brim
with my girls
Go to the
Around the
And your change
The things
Will still so

Don't look from across the room
You don't know enough about this 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 like me
And not a possibility

She's a plastic girl
I'm a big man
I like old cars and big sedans
You two doors
Funding their clothes and
I sit on the
Sip some and
I the 9
you're humpin' hot ho's
I do while you preferred the lows
Tonight I'm 'cause ya already chose
It's grown folk business and run the floor

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

Shit my baby is still ghetto like hot
I come lovin' niggas
And 20/20
his bloodshot eyes
Got into gold
Went from two o's to thirty two
Which is to buy a rolls
Ain't but knows
in my place
Keep my out of your face
You wanna be this player
Got to play at my
I'm but I can still cum
Over there where you're
If you some bullshit you better buy you some

Shorty where your (shorty)
Shorty where your gold
Shorty where your long
Shorty where your fake
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 pull it off in the
With the bump on them dubs no scrubs
Don't I'm a ghetto millionaire
Can you see me it clear
I'ma keep on servin' here like I'm supposed to

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

Where those saints
These are the
Take wealth up the street
Or you might your throat
You know ghetto
you don't show up in court
For not payin' your 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 bright
In the where it's steep and deep
I hang out in head
You prefer
Your color is hot pink
I that thing