Luyện nghe bài hát Writtin' Rhymes

it out

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

A baby and shiny rings
See this is how we do
When you're fuckin' with the of the streets

New York is all
But still we it hectic
In places we be wreckin'
Where we from,
(VA)

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

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

And you got a chance like Sharon Stone on the 'Last Dance'
It's easy past, when I'm with your lady
Ask yo boys, I'm pushin' Mercedes, so what, nigga?

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

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

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

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

Get on your knees like a dog and ya fleas
Somebody on the phone 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 my recitals suicidal
I'm the rebel when I yell, know, ask Billy Idol
Son of a bitch he a son and you's a bitch
Me die for you, girl, go your own bitch

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

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

If writtin' rhymes is all they wanna do
They don't gotta do anything
(They don't do anything else)
it out, baby, we're talking to you

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

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

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