Luyện nghe bài hát We've Had Enough - The Dudley Boyz

[Chorus - 2X]
We've had enough, of the what you
The what you woulda, the you shoulda done
To avoid the unbeatable, the undefeatable two

We've had

[Verse One: Bubba
(Oh testify!) And prepared for war
for the toe to toe, so let's go
Prepared for the to head, nuff said
We about to put lil' punks to bed
One slap, kick-ass, {bitch} slap,
These little punks ain't for war
little {bitches} ain't ready to ride
And there's nowhere to run, to hide
out, one tag, two tags, kaboom!
Let 'em feel the pain, don't 'em out too soon
Let 'em hit the mat then 'em up on two
Suffer, pain, hurt, through
Over, done, count tally
Last move on 3-D finale
Told you all we comin, to the score
The talkin ends now, it's for war

- 1/2

We've had

Two: D-Von]
(We can do this) say no more
We here to settle the score, so let's go
Tonight all debts will be paid in
All debts collected, corrected
It's been enough talk, it's been threats
which two man team is the best
So now, see us here now
care who you are, you're all goin down
I'm fed up to here, doubt the will
Gonna do the job, go for the kill
Drive to survive, say goodbye
Hardcore rules (ha-ha ha ha)
So c'mon, c'mon, do you hear us?
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon are you us?
in the air if you feel us c'mon
Hands in the air if you us c'mon!

Uh, uh, what, uh
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Three]
Catch me any part of town, to the navel
Honies got eye on the cable
I step like I walk I don't care
I screwface your whole place, I have no fear (uh)
I live wolves, set up shop in the den
I'll never lose my and have to cop it again
They don't know the I've seen
Where I've been, they'll never try me
Louder than {ha ha}, as tough
And New York City we ain't never givin up
A God given package, all women
like steel, tougher than denim
There's no limit, to how I it
No amount of pressure, can test my
here to clean house, king of the hill!

[Verse
All these other wrestlers they can be like us
Tryin to us down, with just one punch
Now wonder why me and Bubba blowed 'em out
Next time, grown folks talkin (c'mon) close your
Now lookin like New Jack, flabby and sick
to player hate on our {shit}, yo

We've had

D-Von!
What?!
Get the tables!
Ha!

We've had