Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

(Timbaland)

Hey, I was mean(mean)

Before I became a
I over the world when they gave me a beep machine
And I made my city jump(jump)
It's your favorite producer, on baby let it bump(bump)
I'm like a music cyclone when I'm in the
A everytime I get on a song
A tycoon, I just and brought another home
Who you on?
I'm never off, I set it off, and you never on
there to care 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 m-my beats is
You my sounds, you gotta pay me
But get it confused, never had no silver spoon
But you got a long walk, tryna fit shoes
And next up(I believe me)
And your name(D.O.E. on the M-I-C)
And where you from(NYC, we up in G)
Why don't you get on the mic for the
(D.O.E.)
Ok, ok when you see me through(Yup)
Got the whole crew he produce
If you a fruit,
Riding in a old school(pimpen) I'm poss to
She french kiss my d*** and then I told her Merci
(Put it in the bag) Nah baby I Fab
When I f*** ya it's a wrap, put you in the cab
be happy I rap, if I wasn't I'd be strapped with the(mass)
and I..and I'm for your stash
When I out where you at I'll be(shimmying ya lock)
Get the up outta ya baby, you betta(gimme what you got)
Wit you **** **** money ****money ****money
Lying like there's no money(Uhhh) Gotta go
Pockets feeling drained then it's back to snatching and I
(Wish a n***a run up on me, he gon find the heat, and make the move)
I changed, still the same
D.O.E be the name, I'm North Side Queens
Next up(Ha, hey I believe me)
And ya name(Bran' Nu a.k.a Brandy)
And where you from(Mississippi but was in Cali)
Why you get on the mic for the symphony?
(Bran' Nu)
I got it, I got it(Ha)
It's a long time comin'
I'm back I forgot something important
Can't have a problem me
I fade it to black church slacks
Now I'm in the Range, no
So you don't it with me
I'm on the tip of your tongue like gum
I got head sprung
my return(Like the Kingdom Come)
I'm off like a rocket
I got beat in my pocket
I keep heart droppin(and you...)
Never gonna hold me back, put me on the map
Now you say I act(Brand New)
Just like my Proda boots, struttin a model do
you wish you had another(Chance to)
Get up my skin, frontin' like you g-g-g-get it
You keep ya mouth like them broads do
I gotta learn you, like a do
Cuz clearly you have a clue
So up(Yeah, hey I believe that's me)
And ya name(Attitude on the M-I-C)
And where you from(Alabama we up in 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, I'ma a chauffeur
I get a whole lot of h*** like a G ta
They put me in the FED for what's in my sofa
Rap **** wack slap em if say ya hard
Diss me, up the ratchet on you and your A&R
I they mad never thought that it could happen
Got my on then I hopped in a Austan
Every I cash in, bigger than the last one
Met a new freak, she thicker the last one
Nah, I love her homey, MUSIC is my passion
I don't show
And all my B***hs yellin I'm the s***, even nobodies askin
Boy I'm on fire like the **** at the
That's why I so gone playa
F*** *****in up the ozone
I drop a hit everytime I got s*** to say,
and if I miss I come back like a

by Fil Tekle a.k.a. Phresh