Luyện nghe bài hát It Doesn't Matter

Yo this is the Rock it with the Refugee camp
And you're to smell what the Rock is cookin'

Yo is strictly a club record
Dedicated to who used to stand outside in the cold
the F-L-E-X was spinnin at the Red Zone, hooded down
And these bouncers would not let me in

Yo, yo, yo
I got fifty Bentley's in the Indies
(It matter!)
I got a pocket full of and a garden full of trees
(It matter!)
I won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
(It matter!)
Cause if you ain't sharin, ain't carin
Come up in the hood and take everything you wearin

Back in the days it was all about the
And the so-called used to dance the break for love
The girls, wouldn't say HEY!
you bought 'em champagne like it was they birthday
Me, I used to outside
Hustlin my way in I'm on the list plus five!
Who's performin tonight? He said
Mister Lover Daddy he be the
(Stop drop the up in here)
Disrespect and catch a smack in your left ear
up like Vegas when it's time to gamble
Girls scream for me like I was of the Beatles
But I'm not honey, but I be your Paul McCartney
and "Ebony or Ivory" into my
Foundation like Herc, or DJ Red Alert goes bezerk
The needle ain't skip the record
Cause y'all jumpin' too
(Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)

I got fifty in the West Indies
(It matter!)
I got a full of cheese and a garden full of trees
(It matter!)
I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
(It matter!)
Yo cause if you ain't sharin, people carin
Come up in the hood and take everything you wearin
Yo Rock I just bought a Bentley
(It doesn't matter you bought a fresh Bentley!)

How many of y'all been to a barbecue
And you always got an or uncle
show you how the old dances go
And they start it off this
Electric slide on the dance
Freaky-deaky like 54
GIRLS!! Until the IRS it
Drug get converted into music
The man becomes an entertainer
that crack alone! I told the customers
I'm bigger and better things Mr. Fiend
You want a Give me a guitar and a drum machine
And the crowd will scream loud the bass thump
I can smell it in the air, the is funk
me I gotta cough
Girl you wearin' so much ice you could freeze New
You're man really love you, what does he do for a living?
(He works on Wall Street he's home two nights a week)
when she said a little too much conversation
Think she to indulge in lyrical masturbation
So I with the conversation, I said
Can I offer you a of Merlot Mrs. No Name?
(Let's get it huh, my name's Veronica)
She had the ass the size of South
She said you that kid that sing Guantanamera
way before Ricky Martin sung "Livin' La Loca"
hood you come from?
I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in
The New Jerusalem yup, short for New Jersey
Checked my watch it was a to three
Slid to her crib when we the door
Her man was on the bottle waiting for her the 44

Now what it look like, it really that
(It matter!)
So he the gat at my top hat
(It matter!)
Are you You was married!
(It matter!)
Cause if you ain't sharin, ain't carin
Come up in your hood and they take you wearin

Yeah that's when walked up to her man
And she said I go I can't be here no more
And she this

me home, to the place
I belong at the Camp
And the Booga
where I live, oh

on
Yo Rock I sold seventeen million records
(It doesn't matter how records you've sold!)
Alright I'm you, yo check it out
You wanna go get rings?
(It doesn't if the Rock wants to go get diamond rings or not!)
Man listen,
I got two new Grammy's man
(It doesn't matter your Grammy's!)

It matter