Luyện nghe bài hát they Aint Ready

The Buddhists they holla Buddah, make say hollaluah
I'm the God of mix tapes, watch me drive the through the
Ghetto twenty inch metal, go get two college rulers
teach you how to correct your speech, but I'm not a tutor
How you playas gonna deny the answer, to all your
It's not fair, you can not Chamillionaire
Attitude stinky, from now on when I'm round
Sniff I you can feel me nigga, like a bloodhound dog
I done took over the streets, so they me the groundhog
When these on a cold streak, I bring heat like a brown log
In the fire you fired, I'm the boss you the maid
I suspend you with no pay, but you never got paid
Don't talk down shut up, like a attic on the ceiling
Boy I'm a villain, you got no royal you's a kitten
Sipping on some sour milk, Color Changin' get crushed
There ain't a plane, that can and crash harder than us
Seems we beefing, but I ain't even know we had problems
Maybe cause our money's stacked, like Tetris rows in
Not a Saint I'm a lunatic, ain't colder than him
You going down down baby, speak on us
You can't win won't say your name, unless you get off of me
Cause if I say your name, then that would be free
Speak under your about royalty, is something you don't do
And I bet you think this song is you, don't you