Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

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

DJ
DJ

Young
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya back in, 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 high as a 757 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 fast like Tom Petty, just petty
82' I was ready, I'm too ready
Y'all Crocker balla blockas, I'm too heavy

Meatball, Lamborghini, top
Seats, Ragu, up 20 inch
Oh, me and you got to do
I don't need no pool, I'm in you

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

Young
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya 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 it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map

I take off my
of silence for the homeboy so slim, yeah
Frontin' here will get ya back chopped off
We do our own thing, we act like y'all

I say black white walls with the back off
Ah, y'all bustas 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
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 it, dead float, I'm through with it
I'm the shh, na, na, I'm
Whizzy F, baby, I do here

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

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

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

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

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

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 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 bring it to the bottom of the map

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