Luyện nghe bài hát # 1

[Intro: Joe
Let me just this statement
and clear - Jersey's here
Some got problems wit me
Over there - I ain't
Some people see me
They all type - that's alright
You know I my drink
I'm clipped inside - kids (Just Blaze!)

[Verse: Joe
Yes y'all it's the one and (what else?)
And I came to have fun, here (what else?)
And I came wit a ton of (but!)
get it twisted the gun is on me (now)
This chick's wit her man on me
I'll holla at her when she wit homie
Cause, Jump Off I got a ton of freaks
One named Tasha, one named
diva'd out, keep her make-up tight
She got her good on wit her Jacob ice
And ma love to club, so she stay up
And she me brains just the way I like!
One's ghetto, don't give a reason
She I'm not her man, she don't riff bout cheating
Joey go to her crib on weekends
Real real late the kids are sleeping
the season, no more BS music
Watch and learn, see us do
here's new shit
Playboy I keep exclusives to make dudes see less (c'mon!)

[Chorus: Busta
Can't stop stop
it to the rhythm
Cause we - ah get
we - ah get down
Cause we - ah get
Joe Budden, Bus
we - ah get down
And we that
There's some hoes in this
There's some hoes in house
Light that 'dro in tha
Smoke that in tha house
Bring that doe in this
Bring that doe in house
dem hoes in this house?
Where dem hoes in this
my niggas at?

[Verse: Rhymes]
Guess who's
It be the God of the
It be the God of the
It be the God of the
You'll be black and blue up shit
And probably up your nose
bitches love when I spit so let me dazzle you hoes
Let me prazzle your head, do and wit Joe
And get a stack of that money and get a of the 'dro
Better back it up before they crack through the dome
I got a pack of them niggas leave a crack in yo skull
UP!! ... see I ain't finished wit y'all
Before I let me handle my business wit y'all
Watching you niggas, you shook! all you looking all
Maybach infront the club, parked crooked on
Now ladies my Maybach
Probably hold six in the back and if ya fat
Probably hold more in the back if sit on the lap
I gotta go and to the party to see where it's at

[Bridge: Joe
Let me just this statement
Loud and - Jersey's here
dude's got problems wit me
Over there - I care
Some see me creep
They mack all type - that's
You know I my drink
I'm clipped inside - aight

[Verse: Joe
Yes yes who ain't believe me?
be fooled it ain't this easy
All y'all so 'n so's shamed, cheesy
You wonder why people go and spend they change on a weekly
(But) fly in rap? I in fact
By myself, no one behind the
And fuck Sound Scan, I ain't BUYING
y'all sell em to the stores then buy 'em back
Now one hot storm, fly and rap
If the rest of you provide is
I see creativity dying
I'm glad producers charge so high for tracks (tell em why though)
Now they do it all, you applying the rap
Honestly now, it's not the down
Now rap dudes suck they own pee
The the music the bigger the ego
left suffering, gasping!
And it's embarassing! Jump Off I'm the
I'm hungry, I'm still fasting
fade out, I'm just getting it cracking

Whoo! to fade]