Luyện nghe bài hát What's Beef

Eh yo drew, my mic up
Cause I want motha fucka's to hear me
I see you rap bitches talkin' slick in the magazines.
I'm the same bitch your man and your best friend's a trina fan.
(Hahahaha) bitches funny to me. (ha)
You what, I feel like playin'

I'm in the air, I don't hear bitches' raps
The bitch is back. The baddest bitch is back.
What's Beef is when the bitch titties looking like they sleep.
Beef is when the lookin' like dirty sheets
Beef is when I help you sell records like I do. Now that's beef.
What's Beef? Beef is these hoes say my name in the streets.
Beef is when they fame last a few weeks.
Beef is when I help you sellin' records just I do. Now that's beef.

My blades sharp, My spades been played with.
This one, But nu uh this a game with this.
And ima put hoes to shame so listen.
I dun alotta lame, but it's a shame that this (uh)
You see the is I used to like you, til' you start jumpin on the dick wit trick.
And doing all of my leftover shit. Now a scam. (was up) you get the left over hits.
So bitch get on the band or get leftover bitch.
I can't believe the baddest wit this drunk ass bitch
A slang titty havin' Lauren hill ass bitch.
You moved to Georgia cause you thought you hit no shit.
Now you's mess hoe why they cut you outta your own video.
You dissin' for promo and me is a no no
I'm the of breeze bitches a dough hoe
But to the promo (yo) Ima still try to help you out
And yah I'm talkin' bout Khia, dirty of the south.

Now beef? Beef is when the bitch titties looking like they sleep.
Beef is when the clothes like dirty sheeps (bahh)
Beef is when I help you sellin' records just I do. Now that's beef.
What's Beef? Beef is when hoes say my name in the streets.
Beef is when they fame only a few weeks.
Beef is I help you sellin' records just like I do. Now that's beef.
Yo neck and yo back. you know you was wrong,
'And Kang hoe, I aint even like that song
Oh was all of just ova some dick?
I todl you when my debut, friends, I do 5 or 6.
Enough of that, bitch I got other shit to address
About some ass niggas with ma name in they chest
Sayin: 'Trina fucked now she fuckin' Lil' Wayne'
You snitchin' on your records fuckin' up a bitch name.
You wouldn't do to a nigga, so why you do it me?
You like a hoe nigga, why you slanderin' T?
Cause you's a cash reject, a night work soldier
He fuckin' with boy and you gon end up in a coma.
And what the waterboy he's a silly.
Last I heard you aint even Philly.
So nigga keep the bench warm and the playas handle the shit
Cause you dissin' for a deal but I'm just dissin' with the real.