Luyện nghe bài hát About Me

[**feat. Busta
[Intro: ~Busta (Raekwon)~]
Aiyo, Shallah, what up? (Yeah, you how we do it)
(Turn me up, kid, get it popping)
Crazy, let's go get 'em killa (Yo Dre, good on this coke, man)
(This is official)

Aiyo, back to business, making them diskettes, pushing sixes
wild animals on jackets are sickening
Hear me? From here to Rockaway to Cali, we this
Broad day, saute, his lyrics is crispy
Now I got Dre up in the kitchen, Rae in position
Bout to flame broil his coke and get
What? Politics, pop and drive violent whips
Stay fly, hungry and wise, you know the code, it
Sit back, yelling nothing, unless his buttons get pressed
We stress nothing, we only get dressed
Stretched out, moving professional, frying more
I heard it in slurs, niggas is blessed
While we ball to the maximum, give me the floor, for
I off and let my money get stretched
Take it to a new level, new bezzle, few
Few wolves medals on, you know we get test
~Raekwon (Busta Rhymes)~]
Me, nigga, me, that's who, Rule
(Hah, better it down, niggas'll smash you, homey, uh)
Me, nigga, me, through, rascals
(Hah, half gorilla, half ape in them suits, black, come on)
Me, nigga, me, capsules, birds,
Ounces and fifths (no the glass, duke, yeah)
Yeah, yea-yea-yeah, yea-yea-yeah, (yeah)
I'm here, so there, yea-yea-yea-yeah, yeah
Rhymes:]
Here comes the, a lethal presentation taking you places you been
Deadlier than the combination of and heroin
I see the weakness in of you niggas that be hollering
So I toned it down, so these words be piercing your obdomen
I meant to say abdomen, keep on listening and following
While I'm ditecting a German, niggas, chicks be swallowing
And if you funny to me, and there's a problem then
I put you under an ultraviolet or a halogen
As if I was busy deciphering dollars and
in like some kind of Biblical figure, King Solomon
Hah, for the record, what we do is essential
While I captivate the masses and the moments eventful
Doc Dre, Bust, Shallah Rae, see the
Most you niggas still in disbelief, just into fruition now
Pop the cork up off this and you pour it
So euphoric, this moment, shit is so historic
[Repeat

King of kings blood, all on my apron
Wash a nigga with the mack, smoke 'em like Steak-umm's
Yeah my dynasty's brolic for real, we E, catch the rat
Blow his waist, float in the
You know we with it, anti auto-tune
Boom, my fire, sit by the stove, hit it
Real niggas, official as listeners, gangstas and
Step in the shit, we all
take the hammer from you, know I'm the animal
Rock a fur hat, no niggas in sandals, boo
Everyday get money and dress rugged, are the times
Keep a nine on you, off in public
And I surely feed my niggas the streets
Cop the hottest things to get, and they can eat and then preach
And while it go down, worldwide, the team, this the theme
Me, Dre, Rhymes, my money is mean, what?
Chorus:]