Luyện nghe bài hát What It Ain't

mob & tlc
Appears on the "world party"

Now t-l-c challenge goodie mob
To a of ghetto laser tag
When say "what it is"
You "what it ain't"

(yeah)
Tlc, the
mob
The of ghetto sounds
For the

What you do wit it
What it is and it ain't (what)
Either you it (we gon' bring it)
Or you
it gets kinda messy (sometimes)
Out
But we get by (what you do wit' it)
One day at a

I go eat
At waffle
112
I go out
Where do you
Or do you
Or a chain
Or rings
I still
My ghetto i
my pride
Get on my
20 rims
I a brim
Hang my girls
Go to the
the world
And keep your
The things
still remain so

Don't look from across the room
You don't enough about this world to
get it on with me
Or hang out I do

Don't even look from across the
You don't have enough for no tour
To come upon a like me
And that's not a

She's a built girl
I'm a big man
I like old model cars and big
You two doors
their clothes and rolls
I sit on the
Sip some and
I the 9
When humpin' hot ho's
I do sweets while you preferred the
Tonight I'm choose 'cause ya already
It's grown folk business and run the floor

'cause you ain't ghetto for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you fly enuff for me
And too tight with your money
'cause you ain't ghetto for me
And you hot enuff for me
And you ain't fly for me
And too tight with your money

Shit my is still ghetto like hot fries
I come from lovin'
And give
With his eyes
Got into gold
Went from two o's to thirty two
Which is enough to buy a
Ain't but nobody
in my place
Keep my diamonds out of face
You wanna be this player
Got to at my pace
I'm slum but I can cum
Over where you're from
If you want bullshit you better buy you some

Shorty where booty (shorty)
Shorty your gold teeth
Shorty where long nails
where your fake hair
Shorty got the
All up in the
To the 90's girl
You the too
I got your you got the front
It's time we pull it off in the
With the bump on them ain't no scrubs
Don't I'm a ghetto millionaire
Can you see me it clear
I'ma keep on servin' like I'm supposed to baby

Don't be suffocatin' my
I'm recessitatin' these topics
Like bring your g's where loot
lookin' real dumb when you get the boot
What it is my to me
from some of the hardest of streets
Me navigate to the club
some of the hardest of beats
What it ain't you sleepin' with all the shit that I've been through
'cause i'ma keep doin' all the things I gots to do
Damn it I'll put your ass to
Comb your head till it hurts

Where those stop
These are the
Take wealth up the street
Or you might your throat
You you're ghetto
you don't show up in court
For not payin' your support
Or you too for me
You act like you're too to eat
At church's, popeye's, and
I shop at bright creek
In the where it's steep and deep
I hang out in head
You prefer
Your favorite color is hot
I that thing