Luyện nghe bài hát Writtin' Rhymes

it out

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

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

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

See that's my man so understand these
Three niggas thinkin' 'bout
Me and Magoo, y'all we roll with CRU
All respect to, that's why your girl lovin' you

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

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

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

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

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

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

Get on your knees like a dog and 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 my recitals suicidal
I'm the rebel I yell, y'all 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, they wanna do)
They don't gotta do else
(They gotta do
They don't gotta do else, baby, say what)

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

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

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

Hear this beat, it's by me
I do them ill beats, ya know what I'm
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
the beat, like 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
D, we out for 97E, can't forget my man Elliot
Only one, check it out,
The fight begun, we out