Luyện nghe bài hát Bringin' It

Yo yo yo yo yo yo
It ain't over baby it don't stop dat dat dat dat dat dat
dat dat dat dat
Wah-kump, dat dat dat datdat dat
Wah-kump on

One who be the thug that y'all love most?
Or give a toast to this freestyle drug dose the thug
So whistle if you hear clear get you close
And yous a dead man like last year see most

The marvelous, alias you dare and get
Yo head crushed
These slugs bust the most wanted when just appointed
I stomp dogs and 'em froze because you know you fronted

Too many MCs not clearly on hype tip
I'll fuck yo mic and catch you on some snipe shit
Extended clips I represent my thugs trip
Easy boy, I'm stompin' corners where them drugs

Ali Baba snakin' lakin' trustin' shit
You catch a or leave a don to climb the night hits it's mob official
You test I'll leave you knock-knissued up like a snitch
'Cuz I fuckin' with you straight up, we bringin' it

y'all, huh huh, V-A know about this
What y'all in Hampton, huh huh about this
What y'all in know about this
y'all in Hoviay know about this
it out

I'm ya P-Town hit man I'll ya shit man
Pay my stick man to do my I'm filthy rich man
My thugs hang around the top dog of all dogs
Make 'em pick locks and spit until you shit rocks

I told you that I'm project strong you took me wrong and
That thorough cats don't long Alias the Don
I leave it messy like I'm Joseph don't fuck around
You ever test me and you'll have to wet me I'm ghetto

The mob the Lord just, never be discussed
When there's dirt involved, niggas leave the mouth to hush
I rush club scenes like, always carryin' the bust
The reason why, these niggas that ain't had enough

I hate to peel ya back, or bitch-slap
otherwise you wouldn't quit that, to kidnap
So what I'm sayin' is, everybody's within the game
Alias be the fame, so you don't know my name, nigga

What y'all V-A about this
What y'all in Hampton, what about this
y'all in Nomo know about this
What in Chesapeake know about this
it boy

See I told y'all motherfuckers that my clique deep
AK's and street sweeps gunnin' in ya peeps
44's and Calico, Pretty and Low
Thugs know the on how I let shit go

But if it's real, my niggas hold a and fill
Mass grills, armor, niggas trained to kill
I'm at the of no return, so I let shells spill
Vinny Rush, Crazy JJ and must chill

And Killa K and Johnny Hesh steady that steel
Shit's for real, my nigga P and might peel
They get the gats and crazy stuff my love the ghetto tugs
And set on top of niggas what let's straight wet the up

ESP was in the cut my rootin' black, it up
Is that enough? Y'all niggas still fail to my bluff?
And yet I told you, when left back cain't knows you
I suppose you woulda kept your mouth closed I told you

y'all in V-A
Know about this- I you
y'all in Nomo, what
Know about this,