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 then I my city jump(jump)
your favorite producer, come on baby let it bump(bump)
I'm like a cyclone when I'm in the zone
A everytime I get on a song
A tycoon, I just went and another home
Who you on?
I'm off, I set it off, and you were never on
there to care about? People know my whereabouts
Anywhere I want, jet in and out
With Bran Nue, you what Tim about
Ferrari 5-99 Tinted out
I-I-I'm the man beats is crazy
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 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 whole crew Timbaland he
If you a fruit,
Riding in a old school(pimpen) like I'm to
She french kiss my d*** and then I her Merci beaucoup
(Put it in the bag) Nah I ain't Fab
When I ya it's a wrap, I'ma put you in the cab
Better be happy I rap, if I wasn't I'd be with the(mass)
and I..and I'm coming for your
I find 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
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 the wrong move)
I ain't changed, the same
D.O.E be the name, I'm from North Side
Next up(Ha, hey I that's me)
And ya name(Bran' Nu a.k.a Brandy)
And where you from(Mississippi but was in Cali)
Why don't you get on the mic for the
(Bran' Nu)
I got it, I got it(Ha)
been a long time comin'
I'm back I forgot something important
Can't a problem with me
I fade it to black like church
Now I'm in the Range, no
So you don't want it me
I'm on the tip of your like bubble gum
I got your sprung
It's my return(Like the Come)
I'm taking off like a
I got beat in my pocket
I your 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 under my skin, frontin' like you it
You keep runnin ya mouth them broads do
I gotta learn you, a school do
Cuz you don't 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)
mediocre
Plenty bread so you know I gotta a toasta
On my side b***h ride unless she a
I'm too fly to drive, I'ma need a chauffeur
I get a whole lot of h*** a G supposed ta
They could put me in the FED for in my sofa
Rap **** wack slap em if they say ya
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
Every I cash in, bigger than the last one
Met a new freak, she thicker than the one
Nah, I don't 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 ****in
That's why I so gone playa
F*** *****in up the ozone
I a hit everytime I got some s*** to say,
and if I miss I back like a richochet

Lyrics by Fil a.k.a. Phresh