Luyện nghe bài hát What's Up Wit That

Ha, again
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 it ain't never been told
With the rhyme that boost me ten-fold
Spend in pubs, sayin' no to scrubs
With the crisp deep voice I lace with

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

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

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

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

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

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

Educated, pre-meditated
Over niggas heads while out percolatin'
Spot datin', block money I could 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 bitch that step on the scene
Will put a on his ass like warm milk and Ovaltine

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

'Cuz that's how shit be, what's up wit
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 what's up wit
Sweetest person, and I'm the grimy queen
Wit a half ounce of goodie in my Tommy Jeans

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

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

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

Now, I'm kickin' all of lingo, what's up wit that
I make the shit 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 rhymes lovely, what's up wit that
And how I rep Jersey, yo up wit that

I shop 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, you can't get a copy

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

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

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