Luyện nghe bài hát Writtin' Rhymes

it out

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

A baby beam and rings
See this is how we do
When you're with the kings of the streets

New is all respected
But still we it hectic
In places we be wreckin'
Where we from,
(VA)

See that's my man so understand things
Three niggas 'bout cream
Me and Magoo, realize we roll with CRU
All respect to, that's why girl ain't lovin' you

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

And you ain't got a chance Sharon Stone on the 'Last Dance'
It's easy past, when I'm runnin' your lady
Ask yo boys, I'm your Mercedes, so what, nigga?

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

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

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

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

Get on knees like a dog and scratch ya fleas
Somebody on the phone wanna to your [Incomprehensible]
But I got my life, and Mary what's the
Niggas get shook when I rhyme, you best ta run

Get out the way 'cause my recitals
I'm the rebel when I yell, know, ask Billy Idol
Son of a bitch he a son and you's a bitch
Me die for you, girl, go dick own bitch

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

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

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

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

Hear this beat, it's by me
I do ill beats, ya know what I'm sayin'?
always 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, that, like that
It's the beat, like that, Ginuwine, that
Aaliyah, that, playa, like that
Big Rob, that, Big E, like that

Of course, my man M A G O O and me
Jimmy D, we out for 97E, can't forget my man
Only one, check it out,
The fight begun, we out