Luyện nghe bài hát What's Up Wit That

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

Now I'ma tell it like it ain't never told
the rhyme mechanism that boost me ten-fold
Spend dough in pubs, no to scrubs
the crisp deep voice I lace with overdubs

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

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

I'm hits like the oldies, what's up wit that
Cats be like they know me, yo, what's up wit that
You gon say what's up and I'ma say nothin'
My strictly record sales and tunnel bangers

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

I wreck shop crazy, what's up wit
And radio me, yo
You gon say up and I'ma say nothin' strangers
My interest strictly record sales and bangers

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

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

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

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

'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, what's up wit

I wreck shop crazy, up wit that
And radio plays me, yo up wit that
person, and I'm still the grimy queen
Wit a half ounce of goodie stashed in my Tommy

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

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

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

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

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

I wreck crazy, what's up wit that
And radio plays me, yo what's up wit
You gon say what's up and say nothin' papi
Go cop my shit, because you can't get a

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

'Cuz that's how be, the Rah D I G
I'm writin' rhymes lovely, and how I rep