Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

(Timbaland)

Hey, I was mean(mean)

Before I a feen
I over the world when they gave me a beep machine
And then I my city jump(jump)
It's your favorite producer, come on let it bump(bump)
I'm a music cyclone when I'm in the zone
A typhoon I get on a song
A tycoon, I just and brought another home
Who you on?
I'm off, I set it off, and you were never on
What's there to about? People know my whereabouts
Anywhere I want, jet in and out
With Bran Nue, you know what Tim
Ferrari 5-99 Windows out
I-I-I'm the man beats is crazy
You want my sounds, you pay me
But get it confused, never had no silver spoon
But you got a long walk, tryna fit Timbaland's
And next up(I believe me)
And your name(D.O.E. on the M-I-C)
And you from(NYC, we up in here G)
Why don't you get on the mic for the
(D.O.E.)
Ok, ok you see me roll through(Yup)
Got the whole Timbaland he produce
If you a fruit,
Riding in a old school(pimpen) I'm poss to
She kiss my d*** and then I told her Merci beaucoup
(Put it in the bag) Nah baby I Fab
When I f*** ya it's a wrap, put you in the cab
Better be happy I rap, if I wasn't I'd be strapped the(mass)
and I..and I'm coming for your
When I out where you at I'll be(shimmying ya lock)
Get the f*** up ya baby, you betta(gimme what you got)
Wit you **** money **** money ****money
like there's no money(Uhhh) Gotta go money
Pockets drained then it's back to snatching chains and I
(Wish a n***a run up on me, he gon the heat, and make the wrong move)
I changed, still the same
D.O.E be the name, I'm from North Queens
Next up(Ha, hey I believe me)
And ya name(Bran' Nu a.k.a Brandy)
And you from(Mississippi but was raised in Cali)
Why you get on the mic for the symphony?
(Bran' Nu)
I got it, I got it(Ha)
It's been a long comin'
I'm back I forgot something important
Can't have a problem me
I fade it to black like slacks
Now I'm in the Range, no
So you want it with me
I'm on the tip of your tongue like gum
I got your sprung
It's my return(Like the Come)
I'm taking off a rocket
I got this beat in my
I keep your droppin(and you...)
gonna hold me back, Timbo put me on the map
Now you say I act(Brand New)
Just like my Proda boots, like a model do
Don't you you had another(Chance to)
Get up under my skin, frontin' you g-g-g-get it
You keep runnin ya mouth like broads do
I gotta you, like a school do
Cuz clearly you don't a clue
So next up(Yeah, hey I that's me)
And ya name(Attitude on the M-I-C)
And you from(Alabama we up in here G)
Why you get on the mic for the symphony...
(Attitude)
Ok, ****(not understandable)
Never
Plenty so you know I gotta keep a toasta
On my side b***h ride unless she a
B***h I'm too fly to drive, need a chauffeur
I get a whole lot of h*** like a G ta
They could put me in the FED for what's in my
Rap **** slap em if they say ya hard
Diss me, I'll up the ratchet on you and A&R
I know mad never thought that it could happen
Got my **** on then I in a Austan
Every check I cash in, bigger the last one
Met a new freak, she thicker the last one
Nah, I don't her homey, MUSIC is my passion
I don't show
And all my B***hs yellin I'm the s***, even when nobodies
Boy I'm on like the **** at the ****in
That's why I stay so gone
*****in up the ozone laya
I a hit everytime I got some s*** to say,
and if I miss I come back like a

by Fil Tekle a.k.a. Phresh