Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony

(Timbaland)

Hey, I was mean(mean)

Before I became a
I took over the world they gave me a beep machine
And then I my city jump(jump)
It's your producer, come on baby let it bump(bump)
I'm like a music cyclone I'm in the zone
A typhoon everytime I get on a
A tycoon, I just went and brought another
Who you on?
I'm off, I set it off, and you were never on
What's there to care about? People know my
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 is crazy
You want my sounds, you pay me
But don't get it confused, had no silver spoon
But you got a walk, tryna fit Timbaland's shoes
And up(I believe that's me)
And your name(D.O.E. on the M-I-C)
And where you from(NYC, we up in G)
Why you get on the mic for the symphony?
(D.O.E.)
Ok, ok you see me roll through(Yup)
Got the crew Timbaland he produce
If you a fruit,
in a old school(pimpen) like I'm poss to
She french kiss my d*** and then I told her beaucoup
(Put it in the bag) Nah I ain't Fab
I f*** ya it's a wrap, I'ma put you in the cab
Better be happy I rap, if I wasn't I'd be strapped the(mass)
and I..and I'm coming for stash
When I out where 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 ****money
Lying like there's no money(Uhhh) Gotta go
Pockets feeling then it's back to snatching chains and I
(Wish a n***a run up on me, he gon find the heat, and make the move)
I ain't changed, the same
D.O.E be the name, I'm from North Side
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 been a long time
I'm back 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 it with me
I'm on the tip of tongue like bubble gum
I got your sprung
my return(Like the Kingdom Come)
I'm taking off like a
I got this in my pocket
I keep your 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 like a do
you wish you had another(Chance to)
Get up my skin, frontin' like you g-g-g-get it
You keep runnin ya mouth like broads 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
bread 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 need a
I get a whole lot of h*** a G supposed ta
They put me in the FED for what's in my sofa
Rap **** wack slap em if say ya hard
me, I'll 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 show compassion
And all my B***hs yellin I'm the s***, when nobodies askin
Boy I'm on fire like the **** at the
That's why I stay so gone
F*** *****in up the ozone
I a hit everytime I got some s*** to say,
and if I miss I come back a richochet

Lyrics by Fil a.k.a. Phresh