Luyện nghe bài hát Where Ya'll At

Where them at?
Where dumbs at?
Where them gangsters at?
them dumbs at?

Where them at?
them dumbs at?
Where where them at?
them dumbs at?

Where gangsters at?
them dumbs at?
Where them gangsters at?
Where them at?

them dumbs at?
Where dumbs at?
Where them dumbs at?
where them dumbs at?

I slow with the Devil
Snow setting in the
Mo' sipping, phantom bumping Aaron
Polo scented, eyes squinted
Air Force One's, my own patent in it
Fresher a star, glowing up in the galaxy
Pagan holidays, are way far from my
Far Evisu jeans, lethal green
Oliver peoples shades I creep through Queens
no AKs, I'm the ambassador
Robin in the Aston Mart.
Lotta blood splash in war
force homicide, federalies gonna arrest
But y'all ain't never seen
Not a word not a hint, on the kid from the Bench
That Sony-BMG, to that new conglomerate
Island Def Jam, guess how many was spent
To get the man, yall niggaz ain't silencing shit
Ya been wanna police the dick
The big Benz, model ya chick
Was that posing, froze her
Cats stroke her, once I smash over
Cold like ice, more chains slaves
ways, Poltergeist change the channel
Roll the dice, I bring change when I
I sell sand to a Arab, hot and my gun handle

The ill whip pusher, my wet ya
If you stand close to the
Betcha get sprayed by my
Any club with or dimes, I'm a regular
Give it up smooth, I beggin ya
Intelligent brainiac, maniac
Back of the Maybach, taste that, waste that
Eat with my elbows top of the
Street etiquette with impediments
And s'til see presidents, no matter who
Cause you ain't take the dollar made
Long as they printing it, there's chances of getting it
Money's my bitch, and we intimate
Ask about Nashwan, could ask about
Ask about Bravehearts, and ask I'm from
Q Boro, The Bridge
ask no more question, ya know what it is

Whether chrome sparking or sharking
rachets or numbers rackets or drug traffic
My funds are wrapped up, no concerns who has
Financer, doo wrapped up
Mob life, prizefights, plasma tvs or first
all my circle
Amid the most sickest the proof swiftness
Numero uno, annuit
That's the language of our Latin
On the of a dollar, the plan and the message
In the Royce like the King of Nigeria
My criteria, cigars
Change rap like Jimi Hendrix changed Rock And
With a guitar, diamonds flashing
Almost put a million cash in, in my casket
more green than St. Patrick-trick