Luyện nghe bài hát Writtin' Rhymes

it out

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

A baby beam and shiny
See this is how we do
When fuckin' with the kings of the streets

New is all respected
But we keep it hectic
In where we be wreckin'
Where we from,
(VA)

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

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

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

If writtin' rhymes is all that they do
They don't gotta do else
(They don't gotta do 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 don't nothin' else y'all, check it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A samplin' fee if you bit me, like that, that
It's the beat, like that, Ginuwine, like
Aaliyah, like that, playa, like
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 just begun, we out