Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

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

DJ
DJ

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

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, Makaveli y'all ready
Break fast like Tom Petty, y'all just
82' I was born ready, I'm too
Y'all Betty balla blockas, I'm too heavy

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

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

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

I off my brim
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 black white walls with the back off
Ah, y'all little just a tax write off
I'm a up guy, not the type that fall
We don't breed them kind but they bleed just

Yup, Whizzy the down, only read between the
If you boy, read ma nine
I'm goin' hard in the like diesel time
Either I'm the cat doin' it or these cats is losin' it

I'll be easy, back and be cool 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

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

I it back 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 it back to the bottom of the map

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

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

A boy is sumthin' foreign
'Bout a hundred more than what you're in
not 'bout it, you freeze up like popsicles
Pop up on bicycles, pop y'all like pimples

Yup, fizzle, original hot bizzle
Lil' Wayne 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, back out, do the
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump

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 it back to the bottom of the map

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