Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't No DJ

[Big
Boy stop, you ain't no DJ...
("Greetings...")

I double dare, of fact nigga I double dog dare
any rapper that take it there with this playa
Let's be clear, I'm a leader not peer
Valedictorian of this rap shit every (year year year)
Like beer and pretzels the game I go good
I'm the Hansel to your Gretel, a dame, understood
Overstand hoe ass from my hood, I'm embarrassed
by the lack of class, sat in the of class
but passed with flying colors with yo' ass, you're like the caboose
And I'm the locomotive to let loose steam in the booth, scream ah WOOF!
Dream Team, fuck that pillow talk, keep sleeping
while I'm beating down yo' street up in green thing
Greetings Earthlings, I've been lurking deep in the
artillery for the battle
Now, on the front line I stand, in my right hand
Left on the gas, don't make me put my foot in yo' ass

2X: Big Boi]
Yo' DJ ain't no DJ, he just make fuckin mixtapes
they at? [*repeat 7X*]
Yo' DJ no DJ, he just hit that instant replay
There go [*repeat 7X*] - go

Yeah, my gave birth to a 10-pound, 6-ounce dream
(Dream dream dream dream)
And God said, for the burnin bush, now I turned to weed
So I jumped in my shell when I saw my momma burnin (hey)
Hard white, I, trickle nickel
Ice cold true shit; in the booth blue lips
On your grave a tulip, in the bar like a pool stick
8-0-8 shit, Magic Mike, poof bitch!
nowhere to rest, nowhere for you to sit
I your couch and I took your truck to move it with
Sofa, any one of you get to' up?
I'm a tattoo, you, close up
Ain't no UFO, no, a supernova (WOOF!)
Dogs are barkin as as that trooper roll up (WOOF!)
30 at 6, momma don't gotta up
Cause I'm from the varsity of hardly and RC Cola
up!

Yeah, and, I
party in poverty people like, "Yeah you're famous, so what?"
I bet you can't hitch semi up to this tow truck
Rich a hundred dollars, soul like a batch of collards
Yeah I'm pale but I'll impale you with an
with pimp scholars, +ATLiens+
A-L-A-B-A-M-A agains, come and check my again
Baby I I ain't that crazy, the scale says heavy
be my dick the way bitches been hangin on it lately

[Big
(Yeah, we stay) bangin on the daily, funk crusader maybe
Tailored souffl?, Escalade all in yo' ladies
Space invader, I'm the lyrical Darth
Give thanks pussy nigga I expose you as a hater
Got Decatur, East Point, College and the SWAT's
Campbellton Road closed, road block, out for the cops
Gotta think outside the box, how to connect the dots
'Fore somebody hit the jackpot playin in ya slot, boy

[Big
Where they at? [*repeat
There go [*repeat 7X*] - go
Where they at? 7X*]
There go [*repeat as it fades out*]