Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

Ladies and
People with jobs, people without
Middle class, upper class, high class, all
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly and twerkers
I this to you

DJ
DJ

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

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

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

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 with the sharks, on the water, water
And I be ma 8 20- 40 mama, sumthin' for me
And it don't make sense if it make that money
I'ma that money, I'm strung for cash

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

I bring it back to the of the map
I it back 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 off my brim
Moment of silence for the so slim, yeah
Frontin' 'round will get ya back chopped off
We do our own thing, we don't act like

I say black white with the back swiped off
Ah, y'all bustas just a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not the type that
We don't them kind but they bleed just fine

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

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

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

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

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

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

A boy is sumthin' foreign
'Bout a hundred thousand more 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 Lil' but da dividend's not little
Yeah, don't be suprised how the chrome
Get down, get down, man, I'm

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 ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump

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

the best rapper alive
Since the best retired
The best rapper
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