Luyện nghe bài hát You Won't Tell, I Won't Tell

[Greg Nice] Hella hella hella style, hey hey hey hey
What Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
[Busta Rhymes] Greg Nice, Busta in the place to be
And for the entire world to see
Fuckin up your whole entire

Chorus: Nice, Busta RHymes

Rhymes and Greg Nice we never fa-il
(You te-ll, I won't te-ll)
My shit stay fresh never ever stale
(You won't te-ll, I te-ll)
Foot shock to your ass just like the third
(You won't te-ll, I te-ll)
Snitches get when they go to ja-il
(You te-ll, I won't te-ll)

One: Greg Nice

Sometimes I feel like Bobby's
Rocked the mic, before jheri
Single, mingle, no main
On the low, like Squirrel
Uhh! time to Patti Duke
So shake mamma gave ya like Luke
It's Greg N-I down to juice
Too Hennesey make ya puke
Now I bust on indo
Uhh, I don't be with keys
Rock the shell-top, or Lee's
I could write a make a hundred G's
You back to high school, nuthin but a tease
Know I got stones, call me Mr. Please
Walkin the street wit yo'
box in hand... hot damn!
I never drove a Lex dog, never a Land
or a Testarossa, rather L's
and I sip on mimosa, bedroom
homegirl have my poster, I'm not
That's the way it's supposed to, ya hot
Much hotter than a toaster, style
like a coaster

Verse Busta Rhymes

Yo, the greatest mystery
of how I rotate chicken golden rotissiere
Freak the flow from here to Sicily
You really need to get my, hickory-dickory
The main attraction, even the close caption
break a piece off, a little small fraction
I still fulfill your
I'm in the process, of a transaction
Huh, Carnegie Hall, like a singer nigga
doin the yes y'all, uhh!
Today we guns in the future we bustin lasers
Out of in case you tried to reach me through my pager
I'm to blaze ya, with the flows that will amaze ya
Hot to death nigga, call me Joe Frazier
Seal up the box and present the closed
Busta Rhymes got the boombastic fruit
Bend your ass back, stretch you like
More drastic when I be fantastic, uhh!
Caught the chills stack the bills barbeque on the grill
Me and my grant wills
talkin shit but they ain't got no skills
Lookin like they full of your niggaz named you no frills
Don't let me catch you takin for
When my lyrical cause leave y'all niggaz stranded
Distributed by, Elektra and Atlantic
Niggaz thought they could fly, but crash landed
Hah, I'm in the place I'm up in your house
All y'all corny need to shut your mouth!

[Greg
If you won't te-ll, I won't
If you won't te-ll (I said I won't te-ll)
I say if you te-ll...