Luyện nghe bài hát Bringin' It

Yo yo yo yo yo yo
It ain't over baby it don't like dat dat dat dat dat dat
dat dat dat dat
Wah-kump, wah-kump dat dat dat dat
come on

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

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

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

Ali Baba snakin' lakin' trustin' North
You catch a grip or leave a don to the night hits it's mob official
You test I'll leave you knock-knissued up like a snitch
'Cuz I ain't fuckin' with you straight up, we it

What y'all, huh huh, V-A about this
What in Hampton, huh huh know about this
What y'all in P-Town know about
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 dirt I'm rich man
My thugs always hang the top dog of all dogs
Make 'em pick locks and spit glocks until you rocks

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

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

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

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

See I told y'all motherfuckers my clique roll deep
AK's and street sweeps gunnin' down in ya
44's and Calico, Ricky and Low
Thugs know the real on how I let go

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

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

ESP was in the cut my black, pull it up
Is that enough? Y'all niggas still to call my bluff?
And yet I told you, left back cain't nobody knows you
I you woulda kept your mouth closed like I told you

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