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 things

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Get on your knees a dog and scratch ya fleas
Somebody on the wanna talk to your [Incomprehensible]
But I got my life, and what's the 411?
get shook when I rhyme, you best ta fuckin' 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 writtin' rhymes is all that wanna do
(Say what, that they do)
don't gotta do anything else
(They gotta do
They don't gotta do 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' is all that they wanna do
They don't do anything else
(They don't gotta do 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 don't do anything 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'?
People always try to bite me, yo, but they can't this one
They might try but you what? You got to pay up

A samplin' fee if you bit me, like that, like
It's the beat, like that, Ginuwine, like
Aaliyah, that, playa, like 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 forget my man
one, check it out, baby
The fight begun, we out