Luyện nghe bài hát What's Beef

Eh yo drew, my mic up
Cause I want motha fucka's to hear me
I see you rap bitches real slick in the magazines.
I'm the same bitch your man want and your best a trina fan.
(Hahahaha) bitches funny to me. (ha)
You know what, I feel like

I'm in the air, I don't bitches' corny raps
The baddest is back. The baddest bitch is back.
What's Beef? Beef is when the bitch titties looking they sleep.
Beef is when the clothes like dirty sheets
Beef is I help you sell records just like I do. Now that's beef.
What's Beef? Beef is these hoes say my name in the streets.
Beef is when fame only last a few weeks.
Beef is when I help you sellin' records just I do. Now that's beef.

My blades been sharp, My been played with.
This one, But nu uh this aint a game this.
And ima put some hoes to so listen.
I dun seen lame, but it's a shame that this (uh)
You see the problem is I used to like you, til' you start on the dick wit trick.
And doing all of my leftover shit. Now you's a scam. (was up) you get the over hits.
So bitch get on the band or get leftover bitch.
I can't believe the baddest beefin wit this drunk ass
A slang titty fake Lauren hill ass bitch.
You moved to Georgia you thought you aint hit no shit.
Now you's mess hoe that's why cut you outta your own video.
You dissin' for promo and me is a no no
I'm the of breeze bitches a dough hoe
But to the promo (yo) Ima still try to help you out
And yah I'm talkin' Khia, dirty miss of the south.

Now what's beef? Beef is the bitch titties looking like they sleep.
Beef is the clothes lookin' like dirty sheeps (bahh)
Beef is I help you sellin' records just like I do. Now that's beef.
What's Beef? Beef is when hoes say my name in the streets.
Beef is when they fame last a few weeks.
Beef is when I help you records just like I do. Now that's beef.
Yo neck and yo back. Bitch you you was wrong,
'And Kang hoe, I aint even like that song
Oh was all of just ova some dick?
I you when my debut, best friends, I do 5 or 6.
Enough of that, bitch I got other shit to address
some pussy ass niggas with ma name in they chest
Sayin: fucked Biggie now she fuckin' Lil' Wayne'
You niggas snitchin' on your records fuckin' up a name.
You do that to a nigga, so why you do it me?
You soundin' a hoe nigga, why you slanderin' T?
Cause you's a cash money reject, a night soldier
He fuckin' that boy and you gon end up in a coma.
And what about the waterboy a silly.
I heard you aint even from Philly.
So nigga the bench warm and keep the playas handle the shit
Cause you just dissin' for a deal but I'm just with the real.