Luyện nghe bài hát Writtin' Rhymes

it out

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If writtin' is all that they wanna do
(That they do)
They don't gotta do 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 with 'em
'em, nigga when you're down, look I got to get cha
Get with the crime, that's the wrong picture

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

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

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

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

If writtin' is all that they wanna do
They gotta do anything else
(Check it out, it out, say what, say what, say what)

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

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

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

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

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