Luyện nghe bài hát Da Butta

Uh, uh, uh
Whoo, ha ha
Yeah mic
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
now let's go yo

Here come da butta,
I bring it and hot
Here da butta, baby
Bringing it and hot
come da butta, baby
I bring it and hot
What? What? What?

Here da butta baby, bringing it smooth and hot
Got the staff from K B, singing this a lot
So I got my spiral notebook, and a pen
And then abracadabra y'all, it again

Married but I a little, psyching the ladies
In the videos I be bringing it Mike in the '80s
Level of success on my level of risk
You've been yelling for the lyricist then this

Old school hip hop, a and a rhyme
Some chapters, verses, you seek and you find
no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by hip hop eternal

All aboard on my train to
Rappers hoping it'd rain, trying to stop the game
But rain stop me, I got a coat in the crib
Hey look y'all yellow quit beefing at the whiz, what?

come da butta, baby
I it smooth and hot
Here da butta, baby
Bringing it and hot
Here da butta, baby
I it smooth and hot
What? What? What?

Kim y'all what?
Lil' Kim, Big give a damn how y'all feel
Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven
If I wasn't on top I'd have a lot less
I'd most likely have a lot less

You know what I learned, let keep talking
Uh huh, pull up in an and watch them keep walking
Kim, haters be making me flip and react
No, no, no, chill and let me do that, alright

Huh, I gotta eat can't get with cats
You know the queen like to be the money at
I'm the mother, y'all like adopted in
us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis

When will y'all Y'all just interns
You gon' get you earn, just wait your turn
I rock with the TV screens
So I can have real phone sex, know I mean?

Here da butta, baby
I it smooth and hot
come da butta, baby
Bringing it and hot
Here come da butta,
Yo, I it smooth and hot
What? What? What?

It's the fun king, I've been one thing
Running for years, give me one swing
And it's out of here, crack, over the ladies and gents
Keeping rappers impressed but depressed by my current
Yes

Big Will the best sword
What'cha for? Don't be testing me boy
Messing with me boy, you're on the root of a daisy
I have your girl saying, Will, why you do to my baby?

What they looking stupid in the for?
I can't have rocks the size of a baseball
Trust me when I cop I make mine's cut glass
spend my last like a crack head for the blast

Y'all can kiss my ahh, like you know me
You ain't got a Roley, take one here, you owe me
All in together now, looking better now
Screw greyhound bound, I'm cheddar now

Burrrr, she step up in the scene
Ice gleam, scream, "Bow to the Queen"
on her finger mad phat
Leonardo saw it and caught a flashback

All you rappers wanna snap, Jazzy got my back
Kim bring it back, Lil' Kim press the rack

Yeah, I'm short and sexy, my divine
My name is QB and I blow your mind the
I step up in the spot, body looking hot
All the just stop