Luyện nghe bài hát Who's That Girl

Yo, yo, yo
They know

Who's girl?
(La, la, la)
that girl
(La, la, la)
Who's that
(La, la, la)
Eve's girl
(La, la, la)

Yo, yo
Can I you on by my word spell
Look into my eyes, think I want you, tell
Me I keep it sexy, daddy so I can't
Keep it gangsta for the so I give 'em hell
me misfit, lips spit a gang of trash
Wrist glist now, I make a gang of cash
glance, still street with the doo-rag
Slang, spit game, change speech, how do that?

they mouths drop, watch the crowds pop up and act out
Broads with the face, smash on and knock out
Ain't changed don't run me, I run the game
If I gotta keep it gritty so be it, I'm to change
Like simple, dizzy broads fuckin' with my mental
born hustlin' bitch, check what I've been through
Got mine it from you, and now you slot mine
Exec to my own shit, dawg I'm ownin' dot

Who's that
(La, la, la)
that girl
(La, la, la)
Who's that
(La, la, la)
that girl
(La, la, la)

Yo, yo I can understand why scared of Eve
Thought I did it one way, ain't for me
Huh, mad an image I don't care to be
Realness, real shit, reality
Attitude rude, the Philly in I
me in the game, I'm the thrill in your life
Breath of air
Little boys hang me on their wall, I 'em chest hair

Why you listenin' to other You go the best here
Come on try your shorty, I got the rest scared
Bet you anything you ain't and you get left there
Ain't known for frontin' for my behavior
Same way they get down I get down for paper
Sixteen lean from my so you can test her
Still need to know who I am, then cop the
Take it like a on me and learn the lesson
Bottom my world, my way any questions

Who's girl?
(La, la, la)
Eve's girl
(La, la, la)
Who's girl?
(La, la, la)
Eve's that
(La, la, la)

Uh, yo power moves is made everyday by this thorough
I'm a get bank anyway that I do this shit
I was born to shine while most of y'all was bullshit
Know exactly what I want from me, you is clueless
Dispose the flow through my like water
Heat starts growing from my son or my
Eve her own cash, fuck what you bought her
He spend, you owe, what mommy taught her

So is played, won't starve today
Song after song I so I get paid
Thought I wasn't followin' up with the round
Now bitch swallow it up, I shove it down
Make em love me over again and over name
Betcha they get over your style and over your
Why you lookin' sad at me, I ain't to
Back to plan B baby, I can your pain

Who's girl?
(La, la, la)
Eve's that
(La, la, la)
Who's girl?
(La, la, la)
that girl
(La, la, la)