Luyện nghe bài hát What's Up Wit That

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

Now I'ma tell it like it ain't never been
With the rhyme that boost me ten-fold
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 or down the rapmaster
Up in the slot you used to rock
Your shit drop and like Wall Street stop

Now, the part that thrill me, what's up with
Cats that didn't wanna feel me, yo, up with that
Ha, ha, ha, ha that's fine, that's
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 know me, yo, what's up wit
You gon say what's up and I'ma say strangers
My strictly record sales and tunnel bangers

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

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

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

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

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 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 hate me, yo what's up wit that
person and I'm still the grimy queen
Wit a half ounce of stashed in my Tommy Jeans

'Cuz that's how shit be, 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 shop crazy, what's up wit
And radio plays me, yo up wit that
Sweetest person, and I'm still the queen
Wit a half ounce of goodie stashed in my Jeans

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

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

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

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

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

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