Luyện nghe bài hát Platinum Plus

[jermaine
Uh-huh, yea-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (tell 'em who we is)
Yeah, yeah,
call me, when thay wanna get they dough up
Call me, they wanna see shit blow up

From the up
And ya know what? I'm sick wit it the shit slow up
see it, want it, drop it, cop cat
Get it, stay on it, stop cat
In the big wit the big hat screamin' "y'all wanna floss wit us? "
the fuck you at? from the south side, ruff ryde
No one
Fuckin wit us, is a done
And gotta hate huh?
''cause to much weight for one
And y'all havin' no fun
Got a whole beat team to do what I do
Whole street tryin' do what I do
Like double countin' me out?
it, I'm the best that ever done it, need to check and reck

[chorus: jd and together]
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
ryders, be on tours for this
All out, ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to
You platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' wit' us
Ruff ryders, be on for this
All out, make ya dance 'til ya out
So so def it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' us

Now, money ain't been a thing ta me
I'm down 8th with the brand new 3
Ot, I got with a c and a d
On the wrist is a ice band capitol b, v
I'm fuckin' the don chi chi
I'm a p-i-m-p, you tempt me (uh)
Check the ice and the clarity, it's like the lottery
Playa don't lie ta me, your couldn't cover me
What a playa wannabe, neck light in
Hoes, I keep by the, dime or dozen
I short-a-y, but I wouldn't, mind her cousin
It's a cost, take the buck and all of them, fuckin
Uhh!!!

[chorus: jd and cross
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ruff ryders, be on for this
All out, ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def it hot to death
You ain't platinum you ain't fuckin' wit' us
ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya dance ya fall out
So so def make it hot to
You ain't platinum plus? you fuckin' wit' us

C'mon, c'mon,
We be the best harlem niggaz to lately
Think of po wop, bonz and a-z
Fresh ritz zit, giles and db
And at the end of all tha shit still say me
I'm the best that did it, got a way wit it
Put on the stand, she'll never say who did it
I'm from where, the gangsta's live to,
Make a mil. on the stoop, every summer switch
Cats change they name, to like a giant
I treat rap like packs, dills on consignment
is for cats hummin' crack, bitchin' and parkin'
All the niggaz who got generous hearts
Got a doin' life, to see him is hard
Fuckin' wit mase, is like a nigga wit sharks
My chase cake, play some infa-reds
Some niggaz in the state, is in the feds
Spit at niggaz that might erase they head
And miserable niggaz who can't wait to be dead
All out, ryde mothafucka, all out
flow beyatch? !

[chorus: jd and cross
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ruff ryders, be on tours for
All out, ya dance 'til ya fall out
So so def make it hot to
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't wit' us
ryders, be on tours for this
All out, make ya 'til ya fall out
So so def it hot to death
You ain't platinum plus? you ain't fuckin' us

Uh,
beatz
We them niggaz in the
All out, jd
Who you
r mothafucka, uh
Uh-huh, yeah,