Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

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

DJ
DJ

Young
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya on ya knees 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 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 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 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 if it don't make that money
take that money, I'm strung for cash

Young
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
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 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' here will get ya back chopped off
We do our own thing, we don't act y'all

I say black white walls the back swiped off
Ah, little 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, read between the line
If you can't boy, ma nine
I'm goin' hard in the like diesel time
Either I'm the illest cat doin' it or these is losin' it

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

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

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

A boy is sumthin' foreign
'Bout a hundred more than 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' Wayne but da dividend's not
Yeah, be suprised how the chrome feel
Get down, get down, man, I'm

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

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
I it back to the bottom of the map

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