Luyện nghe bài hát What's Up Wit That

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Verse dentin', worse than
than them kids runnin' around bomb settin'
Mind threatenin', like a hits of mescaline
Comin' up documents to cover the embezzlin'

Educated, pre-meditated
niggas heads while they out percolatin'
Spot datin', money I could take in
Drops on the box like I was

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

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

'Cuz 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, up wit that

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

In '99 baby hold your
I be that sign wit no more souls in the guff
Focus your as I make my mark
'Cuz I get the party 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, need to my rap reference
'Fore you're left hangin' your vest

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

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

'Cuz that's how shit be, what's up wit
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 what's up wit

I shop crazy, what's up wit that
And radio me, yo what's up wit that
You gon say up and I'ma say nothin' 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 up wit that
I'm rhymes lovely, what's up wit that
And how I rep Jersey, yo up wit that

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

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