Luyện nghe bài hát Show Me What You Got

Hoo!
Yeah it's another one of marvelous shits
Yeah, Flipmode, huh, Busta Rhymes shit,
So remarkable,
As I say it over and over
song to song, yeah, so remarkable
Hah, heh, yeah, so

Yo, yo, Busta the immaculate raw
Hardcore, riggady raw, lay niggas flat on the
We climb the back of the four
Nonchalant fo' sure, Timbs wit a aqua valor
Flava like you seen it before
Ha, holy, sacred, and
Flipmode, be on it fo'
Be incredible to settle the
a nigga shot you in the face, through the peephole in the door
From New York, to Singapore
Keep you jumpin' around, had the bitches beggin fo' more
Street niggas, we speak for the poor
Now we stack cheddar galore, when we shop and buy at the
Metaphor like war
I warned niggas if you try to bite, I'll leave a crack in your jaw
Take the livest niggas out on a
Make a nigga black in the spot, make you to take off a door

All my dogs who everyday
All my who hustle everyday now
Own a store around the way
And own a laundrymat around the way now
We got to get it, YEAH!
My niggas, all my
Show Me What You Got for me, you got for me
All my what ya got for me
All my shorties who stay fresh
All my shorties that stay everyday
My get money bitches who still hang the way
All my get money bitches that chill the way now
We got to get it, YEAH! We
My bitches, all my bitches,
me what you got for me
What you got for me, all my bitches you got for me

Now, yo, we packing the toast
Could give a fuck, bust at a
And end up on the of the post
Niggas know that I be the most
Fuckin Ethiopian bitches, living in the ivory
Let me drug niggas up wit a dose
Make you act just like you
a nigga playing me close
Nowadays type of that we gross
I and throw me a roast
And get an old face for a
We get it hype when we be calmg
Niggas my word is my bond
we come you know we the bomb
Hypnotic shit, get you
Should of it was a bad move
Fucking around and getting me
Still in the back of the truck
So what, not givin a
In the streets, it up
So what happened to the last bust
give a fuck whoever he was
Throw them niggas the clubs
niggas all, shit turning me off
Tie 'em up, makin 'em
Gag 'em in the throat wit a
After we go and wild for the night
Make 'em know the style for the
Car low, for the night
You know we always y'all niggas a blaze
it out and party for days
Let niggas fuck with the strays
dimes at the end of the days
Getting but it's too late
Got a nigga stuck in his