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 like what,

Now I'ma tell it like it ain't been told
With the mechanism that boost me ten-fold
dough 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 to rock
Your shit suddenly drop and like Street stop

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

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 say nothin' strangers
My interest 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 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 say nothin' strangers
My interest strictly record and tunnel bangers

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

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

Now, for all the wildin', what's up wit that
You best better throw your towel in, yo, 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, 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

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, up wit that

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 Tommy

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

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

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

Now, I'm kickin' all type of lingo, what's up wit
I make the shit into a single, ha, what's up wit
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, what's up wit
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 shop crazy, what's up wit that
And radio plays me, yo what's up wit
You gon say what's up and I'ma say 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 what's up wit
I'm rhymes lovely, what's 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 up wit that
You gon say what's up and say nothin' chico
I hold shit down for all my rhyme people

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