Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back (Remix)

[Hook:
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back,
Bring it back, bring it back, it back, yeah
Don't wanna have to chase you down 'bout them
'Cause I will blow ya back, it back, this ho here throw it back

Tyler, The Creator]
Ayo, Converse selling out they got their thumbs
Re-up on my deal let's it 1-5
And I ain't talking point that if I point
He get you that's the point no lie
Hit the gas and we outta (skrt)
Like mountain wear
Lately, I've been dolo in this
Shout out Solo big sis
out Frankie that's big bro
Ya homie running shit no question
Casio the mothafuckin'
800 in a day, my boy just one drop
in stocks that's the other plan
Two-story bed I hit the man
boy no photo
Long my polo
Casio no
Parmesan my
VVS my necky, necky heavy
We done broke them levees anything for
But let it get to you
These niggas tripping they shoe in the
gonna ruin their future with shit that they doing like
Flexin' on the 'Gram about a bank (hmm)
Yeah that shit addicting, shit is (hmm)
Claiming you rich like bitch we know you lying (yuh)
yo backyard look like? What yo mama driving?
Mane, me flame
I'm lighting niggas, I'm an animal, fuck is
Young wild nigga its the WANG (it's GOLF boys)
G boy, geez boy, he that boy, boy, you a (yuh)
Fuck boy, heard you want beef, you eat soy
Us and them, we got time, bitch I'm Pink Floyd, yuh
gelatin, niggas is repetitive
Amex 'cause my pockets is what I fit my cheddar in
Sleeping on me
Who these niggas than?
Is the me? Hmm uh no, negative
Yuh

Trouble & Tyler, The Creator]
Ounces in my mothafuckin' (eah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin',
Just some bandos on some glasses, yeah (Golf boys in this shit)
Just dropped your bitch off, man, hoe so nasty (Shout out to Trouble)
Huh, all about that paper, can't miss a beat, yeah (Shout out to WiLL)
I'ma get Cho-Cho, one thing 'bout me, yeah
Gossip all hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you front line, bring it back