Luyện nghe bài hát What You Want

[Chorus: both (Freeway) {LL J}]
You ice grilling, blood spilling
me little homey, what's the reason?
(That can lead to squeezing) What you faking for?
24's peeling, no sailing
Move homey, see the O.G. leaning
{LL, I keep birdies fiending} What you hating
(What you want?) {big faces, the coupes and the
(What you get?) models that gargle in the mink}
(Who you hit?) {whoever want it, I take it to the
{It's funny, but I need the money, we had a link}
{What you (cash money, the jewels, and the car)
{Who you hit?} (everything from the to the stars)
you with?} (you rocking with the president of future)
(The world feeling, that's killing 'em with them bars, here we go)

[LL J]
Intoxicating, got grown women
So nervous that our service is
On purpose, so her man I'm violating
L shirtless now scrams on the hating
Yeah, I'm captivating, boy, 'em baking
When the microphone is vacant, I'm of waiting
Big to fill don't get it confused
I will get gutter on 'em, my is crispy
My bars is like butter on 'em, a udder on 'em
So if you pimp, we even and a scudder on 'em
Mighty L, the biggest, I rap religious
Hit every country of the world, 'em all dig us
I got a vendetta, I must blend
I use a pen with the steel, never better
There never be one to out skill me
It's nothing you can me, it's like God built me

[Freeway (LL J)]
(1) 2 (3) 4 (5) 6 (7)
(Kick in the door) I rhyme for the legend
Stay I'mma bring with the weapons
(They fell in the getaway car, they half stepping)
(7) 6 (5) 4 (3) 2 (1, this my 12th album, but man's not diz-one)
This my second album, but your boy's not
(Queens in the building) is where I'm friz-om
(Let me get siz-ome, sure she kiz-um)
(Bush is the prez, but I voted for Tiz-um)
Me and L, same track, it gotta be
It's like, he's Shaq and I'm Dwayne Wade {both: now go!}

Philly is hard as hell
anybody, pull a trigger, catch a body
Yup, lose breath, don't mess with the shottie
Put the burner to your mami, then I rock her
young Freeway on the go
I'm on the speedboat, jeez, sit in the cell
Only for a second, they get they bell
When I put the freeze on, you need your coats
It's a cold one, you gonna need your
But me and L O.G.'s overseas for
Your moms, Swiss cheeses with us, and they no
Teasing with us, she us off, she trynna please us both
Chicks then I leave 'em broke
I'm just a 'boy in the hood' like Breeze
The book still owe cheese
And the on the block wanna see me broke
I know they wanna see me smoke
But I'm the person who the smoke and can't your V
Then I go, open the O.E.
The don flow keeping it potent, let's go