Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't No DJ

[Big
Boy stop, you no DJ... [*echoes*]
("Greetings...")

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

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

Yeah, my momma gave 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 when I saw my momma burnin trees (hey)
Hard white, I, nickel bags
Ice cold true shit; in the booth blue lips
On your like a tulip, in the bar like a pool stick
Toomp shit, Magic Mike, poof bitch!
Ain't to rest, nowhere for you to sit
I stole your couch and I took your truck to it with
Sofa, any one of you get to' up?
I'm a tattoo, Kodak you, up
no UFO, no, Yela's a supernova (WOOF!)
Dogs are barkin as soon as trooper roll up (WOOF!)
30 at 6, don't gotta load up
I'm from the varsity of maybe hardly and RC Cola
up!

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

[Big
(Yeah, we stay) bangin on the daily, soul funk crusader
Tailored alligator souffl?, Escalade all in yo'
Space invader, I'm the lyrical Darth
Give pussy nigga I don't expose you as a hater
Got Decatur, Point, College Park and the SWAT's
Campbellton Road closed, block, watch out for the cops
Gotta outside the box, know how to connect the dots
somebody hit the jackpot playin in ya slot, boy stop

[Big
Where at? [*repeat 8X*]
they go [*repeat 7X*] - go
Where at? [*repeat 7X*]
There they go [*repeat as it out*]