Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

Ladies and
People with jobs, people jobs
Middle class, upper class, class, all that
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly people and
I present to you

DJ
DJ

ladies
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, out, do the hump

Well, I'm fly as son of a gun, son of a
Get as a 757 goin' to heaven, no
Whizzy F, yo reverend, preach me
I'm the God 1-7 and E

I'm the cash, money, Makaveli ain't ready
Break like Tom Petty, y'all just petty
82' I was born ready, I'm too
Y'all Betty Crocker blockas, I'm too heavy

Meatball, Lamborghini, top
Seats, Ragu, up 20 shoes
Oh, me and you got to do
I need no pool, I'm swimmin' in you

And I sleep the sharks, shorty on the water, water
And I be ma 8 20- 40 mama, shake for me
And it don't make sense if it don't make money
I'ma take that money, I'm for cash

Young
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, back out, do the
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, out, do the hump

I bring it to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map

I take off my
Moment of silence for the homeboy so slim,
Frontin' 'round here will get ya chopped off
We do our own thing, we don't act y'all

I say black white walls with the back off
Ah, y'all little just a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not the that fall
We don't breed them kind but bleed just fine

Yup, Whizzy the down, only between the line
If you can't boy, ma nine
I'm goin' hard in the like diesel time
Either I'm the illest cat doin' it or cats is losin' it

be easy, fall back and be cool with it
If Paul Barrer is movin' it, float, I'm through with it
I'm the shh, na, na, I'm
F, baby, I do this here

Young
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, out, do the hump

I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map

I get my old school map like the 80's
I look Cita and act like Baby Gal
You play with me, I'll react like the
Ya betta get the army, y'all gone need for me

And ya head is a target
Y'all want me to see you with my peekin'
Wizzle fizzle, I in New Orleans
Sleepin' with women sleep with the Hornets

A country boy is sumthin'
a hundred thousand more than what you're in
You're not 'bout it, you freeze up popsicles
Pop up on bicycles, pop y'all like spot

Yup, wizzle fizzle, original hot
Still Wayne but da dividend's not little
Yeah, don't be suprised how the feel
Get down, get down, man, I'm

ladies
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, out, do the hump

I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map

[Incomprehensible] the best alive
Since the best rapper
The best alive
the best rapper retired