Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

(Timbaland)

Hey, I was mean(mean)

Before I became a
I took over the world when they me a beep machine
And then I my city jump(jump)
your favorite producer, come on baby let it bump(bump)
I'm like a music cyclone when I'm in the
A typhoon 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
What's there to about? People know my whereabouts
Anywhere I want, jet in and out
Bran Nue, you know what Tim about
Ferrari 5-99 Windows out
I-I-I'm the man m-my beats is
You want my sounds, you pay me
But don't get it confused, never had no spoon
But you got a long walk, fit Timbaland's shoes
And next up(I that's me)
And what's 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 when you see me through(Yup)
Got the crew Timbaland he produce
If you a fruit,
Riding in a old school(pimpen) like I'm to
She french kiss my d*** and I told her Merci beaucoup
(Put it in the bag) Nah baby I Fab
I f*** ya it's a wrap, I'ma put you in the cab
Better be happy I rap, if I I'd be strapped with the(mass)
and I..and I'm for your stash
When I find out 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 feeling drained then it's back to snatching 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 North Side Queens
up(Ha, hey I believe that's 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 been a long time
I'm like I forgot something important
Can't a problem with me
I fade it to like church slacks
Now I'm in the Range, no
So you don't want it me
I'm on the tip of your tongue like gum
I got your sprung
my return(Like the Kingdom Come)
I'm taking off a rocket
I got this in my pocket
I keep your droppin(and you...)
Never gonna me back, Timbo put me on the map
Now you say I act(Brand New)
Just like my boots, struttin like a model do
you wish you had another(Chance to)
Get up under my skin, like you g-g-g-get it
You keep runnin ya mouth like them do
I gotta you, like a school do
Cuz clearly you don't have a
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 she a Oprah
B***h I'm too fly to drive, I'ma a chauffeur
I get a whole lot of h*** a G supposed ta
They could put me in the FED for what's in my
Rap **** wack em if they say ya hard
Diss me, I'll up the ratchet on you and A&R
I know they mad never that it could happen
Got my on then I hopped in a Austan
Every check I cash in, than the last one
Met a new freak, she than the last one
Nah, I love her homey, MUSIC is my passion
I don't compassion
And all my B***hs I'm the s***, even when nobodies askin
Boy I'm on like the **** at the ****in
That's why I so gone playa
F*** *****in up the ozone
I drop a hit everytime I got some to say,
and if I miss I come like a richochet

by Fil Tekle a.k.a. Phresh