Luyện nghe bài hát Datz On My Mama

[Intro:
Yo, how you know a muh'fucker serious?
he'll put it on his momma, let's go
(Derrty!) Ladies and
Males and (E.N.T.!) of all kinds (let's go)
All the way St. Louis to Minnesota (we all we got!)
We bringin y'all, Made

[Chorus One: Made, Nelly]
[Tru] It's Tru (in this ho) Jung Tru (in this ho)
Jung Tru (in ho)
And that's on my momma
[Blu] Blu (in this bitch) Blu Goose (in this bitch)
Blu (in this bitch)
Nigga that's on my momma
[Gube] Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker) Gube Thug (in muh'fucker)
Gube (in this muh'fucker)
[Nel] And on my momma
Taylor Made! You me? That's on my momma
They ain't playin hurr, AND THAT'S ON MY MOMMA!

[Jung
J, U, N, G
Catch me in a house with a floors, Benz with a hundred doors
Walkin out the Grammy's with a awards
I'm the best and the best damn producer (now)
Cause whores gettin and stoned like Medusa
Yeahhhh, a new eatin all sushi
And then I tear the down for new Prada and Gucci
My album's like Jamie Foxx goin for
Like on "Blue Streak" I'm goin to find her
my flow's +Ludacris+, I +Disturb Tha Peace+
And I ain't "Never Scared," get your +Bones in the street
I put +D+ on the +Block+, I'm one of The L.O.X.
Gettin +Bucks+ Milwaukee, D-Bo in the spot
Like on the highway on "Bad Boys 2"
Cause a hundred car crash when see Jung Tru
I'm a first round pick, the chain say Derrty
Like Cam takin over the Roc, you heard me, yeahhh

[Chorus

Goose]
Yeahhhh, now I ain't Jigga but I keep Beyoncs me
I ain't Will but I keep a +Smith+ 'n to blaze with me
story get +Notorious+, like my nigga Biggie
I got a of killers like my nigga 50 (yeahhh)
My chronic chokin, ain't no Boy+ than me
I just signed a deal with Nelly, I'm with Puff and Lee
And you can tell, I stop 'em still, rollin on the Sprees
We gon' a trail of rappers still, goin on them keys (yeahhh)
I think of me of I long stroke, Tia
But Tamara keep it with me, used to pop, pills with me
Know she with a king, through the hills with me
Hungry, Vanessa Williams +Soul Food+ meals with me (yeahhh)
I take a prissy chick like +Saved by the Bell+
her through the ghetto, make her drive cause she got the mil'
Now I ain't +Money Mike+, with the Prada black, and the money
Honey tight, but holla back, bitch it's funny right

[Chorus Two: Made, Nelly]
Blu Goose (in this ho) Blu Goose (in this ho)
Blu (in this ho)
[Nel] And that's on my
Jung Tru (in this bitch) Jung Tru (in this bitch)
Jung Tru (in bitch)
[Nel] Nigga that's on my
[Gube] Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker) Thug (in this muh'fucker)
Thug (in this muh'fucker)
[Nel] And on my momma
Made! You heard me? That's on my momma
They ain't 'round hurr, AND THAT'S ON MY MOMMA!

[Gube
You might catch me with a dime with a crazy ass, crazy
Pockets like Malcolm Bliss, cash
My life's like a train, I'm gone in it
Treat ya body like a phone and knock off a in it (yeahhh)
As far as rap goes, a million gimmicks
On a prepaid celly, with a minutes
And you ain't never seen a throwback, until you me
the back say Jesus, he played in A.D. (yeahhh)
I don't like too much, kinda to please
like old toothpaste, hard to squeeze
And um, niggaz greasy until the steel him 'em
I just send 'em back to God and let him with 'em (yeahhh)
For the last two bars, I'ma the mic
And come through like on the back of the bike
life's a "New Jack City" shit, ya heard me?
Yeah, I come through like Snipes on the back of the

[Chorus Taylor Made, Nelly]
[Gube] Thug (in this ho) Gube Thug (in this ho)
Gube (in this ho)
[Nel] And on my momma
[Blu] Blu Goose (in this bitch) Blu Goose (in bitch)
Blu Goose (in bitch)
[Nel] that's on my momma
[Tru] Tru (in this muh'fucker) Jung Tru (in this muh'fucker)
Jung Tru (in muh'fucker)
[Nel] And that's on my
Made! You heard me? That's on my momma
They ain't playin hurr, AND THAT'S ON MY MOMMA!