Luyện nghe bài hát What's Up Wit That

Ha, once
First and female representin', yeah
Rah Digga comin' through you what I'm sayin'
Uhh, uhh, uhh, yeah what, what

Now I'ma tell it like it never been told
With the rhyme mechanism that boost me
Spend in pubs, sayin' no to scrubs
With the crisp deep voice I with overdubs

Now wassup, if by haphazard
You see me in Rolling Stone or the rapmaster
Up in the slot where you used to
Your shit suddenly and like Wall Street stop

Now, the part that me, what's up with that
Cats that didn't wanna feel me, yo, what's up that
Ha, ha, ha, ha that's fine, that's
Now they ass catching bricks like the fuckin' crash

I'm makin' like the oldies, what's up wit that
Cats be frontin' like know me, yo, what's up wit that
You gon say what's up and I'ma say strangers
My interest strictly sales and tunnel bangers

'Cuz that's how be, what's up wit that
The Rah D I G, yo what's up wit
I'm writin' lovely, what's up wit that
And how I rep Jersey, yo up wit that

I wreck shop crazy, up wit that
And plays me, yo
You gon say up and I'ma say nothin' strangers
My interest record sales and tunnel bangers

Verse dentin', than armageddon
Worse than them kids runnin' around bomb
Mind threatenin', a couple hits of mescaline
Comin' up documents to cover the embezzlin'

Educated, rhymes
Over heads while they out percolatin'
Spot datin', money I could take in
on the box like I was ovulatin'

Now, for all the wildin', what's up wit that
You best better throw towel in, yo, what's up wit that
'Cuz the real rap bitch that step foot on the
Will put a rapper on his ass warm milk and Ovaltine

Yeah, yeah, now what you done lately, up wit that
And now you wanna me, yo what's up wit that
Sweetest person and I'm still the grimy
Wit a half of goodie stashed in my Tommy Jeans

that's how shit be, what's up wit that
The Rah D I G, yo what's up wit
I'm writin' rhymes lovely, what's up wit
And how I rep Jersey, what's up wit

I wreck crazy, what's up wit that
And radio me, yo what's up wit that
Sweetest person, and I'm still the grimy
Wit a half ounce of stashed in my Tommy Jeans

In '99 baby your stuff
I be that sign wit no more souls in the guff
Focus attention as I make my mark
I get the party jumpin' like your hoopty won't start

Got a bad and a worse disposition'
Corny get the boot, for endangerin' the mission
Believe all you rap specimens, need to proofread my rap
'Fore you're left hangin' from your

Definitely, gettin' pay
While my joint 20,000 units every day
Official, ever since an bitty youngun
Before the first kiss when I didn't put my in

Now, I'm kickin' all type of lingo, up wit that
I make the shit into a single, ha, what's up wit
You gon say up and I'ma say nothin' papi
Go cop my shit, because you can't get a

that's how shit be, what's up wit that
The Rah D I G, yo up wit that
I'm writin' rhymes lovely, what's up wit
And how I rep Jersey, yo up wit that

I wreck crazy, what's up wit that
And radio me, yo what's up wit that
You gon say what's up and say nothin' papi
Go cop my shit, because you get a copy

'Cuz that's how shit be up wit that
The Rah D I G, yo up wit that
I'm rhymes lovely, what's up wit that
And how I rep Jersey, yo what's up wit

I wreck shop crazy, what's up wit
And radio me, yo what's up wit that
You gon say up and I'ma say nothin' chico
I hold down for all my rhyme writin' people

'Cuz how shit be, the Rah D I G
I'm writin' lovely, and how I rep Jersey