Luyện nghe bài hát Writtin' Rhymes

it out

This is how I wanna it
I in the eighties
(Forbid)
I had to get my up off the ladies
Like these worldly

A baby beam and shiny
See is how we do things
you're fuckin' with the kings of the streets

New is all respected
But still we keep it
In places where we be
Where we from,
(VA)

See that's my man so understand things
Three thinkin' 'bout cream
Me and Magoo, y'all realize we with CRU
All respect to, that's why girl ain't lovin' you

We peep the in the steez
We even got the keys to the bed where you
life is based on stress
So just relax, kid because my mack days are in the

And you ain't got a chance like Sharon Stone on the Dance'
It's easy past, I'm runnin' with your lady
Ask yo boys, I'm pushin' your Mercedes, so what,

If writtin' rhymes is all they wanna do
They gotta do anything else
(They gotta do anything else)
Say what, say what, say

If writtin' rhymes is all they wanna do
(That they do)
They gotta do anything else
(They don't do)
They gotta nothin' else y'all, check it

Dick 'em, Court VD, now I'm sick 'em
Ate a pack of cheese now I just bullshit 'em
Kick 'em, nigga when down, look I got to get cha
Get away the crime, that's the wrong picture

I'm in a zone like a teen on a
H-I with no V, but I full blown
Hah, yo, put nick out the door
You move but, bitch, yeah, you're too slow

Get on your knees like a dog and ya fleas
on the phone wanna talk to your [Incomprehensible]
But I got my life, and what's the 411?
Niggas get shook I rhyme, you best ta fuckin' run

Get out the way 'cause my recitals
I'm the rebel when I yell, y'all know, ask Idol
Son of a bitch 'cause he a son and you's a
Me die for you, girl, go your own bitch

If writtin' rhymes is all that wanna do
(Say what, they wanna do)
They gotta do anything else
(They don't do
They gotta do anything else, baby, say what)

If writtin' rhymes is all that they do
They don't gotta do anything
(Check it out, it out, say what, say what, say what)

If writtin' rhymes is all they wanna do
They gotta do anything else
(They don't do anything else
They don't gotta do, say what, don't want)

If writtin' rhymes is all they wanna do
They gotta do anything else
(They gotta do anything else)
Check it out, baby, we're to you

Hear beat, it's done by me
I do ill beats, ya know what I'm sayin'?
People always try to bite me, yo, but can't bite this one
They might try but you know You got to pay up

A fee if you bit me, like that, like that
It's the beat, like that, Ginuwine, like
Aaliyah, like that, playa, that
Big Rob, like that, Big E, like

Of course, my man M A G O O and me
Jimmy D, we out for 97E, can't my man Elliot
one, check it out, baby
The just begun, we out