Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

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

DJ
DJ

Young
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
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, y'all ain't ready
Break like Tom Petty, y'all just petty
82' I was born ready, I'm too
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 don't need no pool, I'm in you

And I with the sharks, shorty 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 take that money, I'm strung for

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

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

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

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

I'll be easy, fall back and be 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 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 in, back out, do the hump

I it back 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 bring it back to the of the map

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

And ya head is a bleepin'
want me to see you with my peekin' tourmis
Wizzle fizzle, I keep in New
Sleepin' with women that with the Hornets

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

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

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

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

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