Luyện nghe bài hát Da Butta

Uh, uh, uh
Whoo, ha ha
Yeah mic
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
now let's go yo

Here da butta, baby
I bring it and hot
Here da butta, baby
Bringing it and hot
Here come da butta,
I bring it and hot
What? What? What?

Here come da butta baby, bringing it and hot
Got the staff from K B, singing groove a lot
So I got my notebook, drink and a pen
And then y'all, done it again

Married but I flirt a little, psyching the
In the videos I be it like Mike in the '80s
Level of success on my level of risk
You've been for the lyricist then reveling this

Old hip hop, a beat and a rhyme
Some chapters, some verses, you and you find
Look no further I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
by hip hop burns eternal

All on my train to fame
Rappers hoping that it'd rain, trying to stop the
But rain can't stop me, I got a in the crib
Hey look y'all yellow bricks beefing at the whiz, what?

Here da butta, baby
I it smooth and hot
Here da butta, baby
Bringing it and hot
Here come da butta,
I bring it and hot
What? What? What?

Lil' Kim y'all
Lil' Kim, Big Will give a damn how y'all
Hate, but on the real, Big Will is seven
If I wasn't on top I'd a lot less ends
I'd most likely have a lot less

You know I learned, let them keep talking
Uh huh, pull up in an Azure and watch them keep
Kim, haters be making me wanna and react
No, no, no, chill and let me do that, alright

Huh, I gotta eat get with broke cats
You know the queen like to be where the at
I'm the mother, like adopted in this
Call us Mr. and Mrs.

When will y'all learn? Y'all interns
You gon' get what you earn, wait your turn
I rock with the TV screens
So I can have phone sex, know what I mean?

come da butta, baby
I bring it and hot
Here come da butta,
it smooth and hot
Here come da butta,
Yo, I bring it and hot
What? What? What?

It's the fun king, I've been doing one
Running for years, give me one swing
And out of here, crack, over the fence ladies and gents
rappers impressed but depressed by my current events
Yes

Big Will the best sword
What'cha flexing Don't be testing me boy
with me boy, you're stepping on the root of a daisy
I have your saying, Will, why you do that to my baby?

What they looking stupid in the face
What? I can't rocks the size of a baseball
Trust me I cop I make sure mine's cut glass
Never spend my last a crack head for the blast

Y'all can kiss my ahh, acting like you me
You ain't got a Roley, this one here, you owe me
All in now, wrists looking better now
Screw greyhound bound, I'm cheddar now

Burrrr, she step up in the scene
Ice gleam, scream, "Bow to the Queen"
Ring on her finger mad
Leonardo DiCaprio saw it and a flashback

All you rappers wanna snap, Jazzy got my back
Lil' Kim it back, Lil' Kim press the rack

Yeah, I'm and sexy, my love's divine
My name is QB and I blow mind with the
When I step up in the spot, looking hot
All the just stop