Luyện nghe bài hát Everybody Wanna Know

Artist: charli baltimore f/ dj

Yeah,
(charli baltimore)
Bout to lay it for these muthafuckas
(charli baltimore)
What, on c. b'more
Yo, uh, yo, yo

one

Now everybody wanna know the outcome, of I come out
My roads to success, pay dues, the thumb out
Hitch-hike, from she aight, to the nicest
I permit chicks to front, now I got a what
Everybody wanna know if I spit my own
Come to any session, any in question
48 bars on spots like remixes
All hoes do is add on my words prefixes
Roll 'thorough bitches' from south to these sixes
Been way past ideas of mad riches
Phone numbers, bank
They gon' match the time,
9-9-9, 9-9, 9-9
And the punchline, my best thoughts at "crunch time"
I cats front, part 2, three much
You want, hot shit, pop or some toxic
Underground gossip, '99, I shit, what

[dj
baltimore' <-- charli
'charli <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my crew with...
'the commission.. get it
baltimore' <-- charli
'charli <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my crew with...
commission...'

two

Yo, uh, yo
Now everybody wanna the price
Go soft in the rays, in other words b, meltin' ice
Lyrically price, rap cats, nigga
So if I dis ya, better have them mister
Or misses, bitches, came in beemo preim-o
Jet flight flocks, in l.v., reno
Casino, I'll play ginger, I don't no
Divas, see her, niggas see us
Fall off, only we do is parl' off
If it's beef, thing you do is call off
about starter, please, we got is sewed up
When we got shows where you're at, don't even up
Niggas need to grow up, step flow up
Accept they diamonds won't blow up, and put they up
On how I up, and know what
Catch you on the charli, you blown up
Check the tone...

[dj
baltimore' <-- charli
'charli <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my with... untertainment'
commission.. get it right'
'charli <-- charli
baltimore' <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my with... untertainment'
commission...'

Verse

Yo, yo, uh
Now everybody know my third, verse-atile
Niggas still tryin' to worry if I'm worth they
Why rap about clothes, i'ma
Legally the hot shit, in reverse
Attachin' ideas to it, in my years, you
In no time, I blow mine's, it, you who?
C-h-a-r-l-i, dot it, no 'e'
Ain't never been spotted, shit, can throw me
Can't hold me to nothin' they can't show me
Knew now, and half now, do the math now
See who laughs now, e-mail, not mail
Get the heffers like e-mail, rhyme with such
Geared to my songs like seashells,
Rappers off my track if album is wacked
the tat's on my back, you can see me head on
Yeah me, red on point, be dead on, uh

[dj
baltimore' <-- charli
'charli <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my with... untertainment'
'the commission.. get it
'charli <-- charli
'charli <-- the b.i.g.
'yeah, yeah, my crew with...
commission...'