Luyện nghe bài hát Bring 'Em Back

This is shit right here, vintage shit
Go get ya decks ready
You I had to bring 'em back
era's the squad man
uh yo uh yo

Aye yo, I'm old school Rick Ruler, sick jewels to big buddah
Lift dudes wit the six luger
That means bring it back, NY of that
The best tried a mind but just can't see to that
The 4th comin', don't look now there's comin'
And we all stunners with lil' money but hungry
story, once threw a nigga from a two storey
Asked for my paper, said, "There's he can do for me"
That's like takin' a steak out of a lion's
Better yet that takin' a plate outta Ryan's mouth

That'll happen, over my dead body
Feds got me plastered on the like I'm the heir to Gotti
I swear to Mambo and Nore and all the wreck
A nigga try front on his body he gettin' sent
Don't resent crack, I'm just you wanna be
Young, rich and bitches can't get enough of me
And they runnin' up on me usually in groups of
But not just everyday but you never be too used to them
I be them squeezin' fresh oranges
Breakfast in the mornin' get strength and then it's on again

I had to bring 'em back
you definitely know what I'm about
You I had to bring 'em back yo
All my friends call me
I just had to 'em back
baby
You I had to bring 'em back yo

When I through the ghetto I drive slow
I'm quick to buck a duck and I don't a fuck about five O
A hard core life I to ex-flaw
Therefore I raw and went to war with the law
My only pencil was a mug slugs were thugs got pot
Get swellin' hops from tops to da drugs spot
G's was clocked fat was in the socks
And cops who tried to stop shop, got knocked I popped the glock
Shit was ran right by me and my man
'Cause I choose to use a gun mean that I can't fight

we put the guns down and go one round
With the but man I ain't the one, you'll get done clown
I can my style, 'cause I'm versitile
Quick to burst a child I'm livin' worse foul
I pack two in case ya crew flex
I wet up the set in a second yell who's
To feel the wrath of a psychopath shoots it up like
Turn ya staff into a bath to laugh
You'll get like a deli snack, you softer than jelly Jack
I in black with a gat and a skully hat

I had to bring 'em back
All my call me stout
You I had to bring 'em back yo
Flamboyant
I just had to bring 'em

You know I had to 'em back yo

No doubt I'm the X and I seen it all
Shorties dreams of playin' ball
For hall turnin' fiends a full
From me the word to Sacuon the same sad
Is bein' sung, its like a gun and I'm back on
Joey crack, Pun, TS, regulators
Stomp little niggaz to for tryin' to imitate us
could never see us, be us, TS, kill the BS
'Cause Pun got more guns and funds ideas
Un be us, I'm from the BX so I to roll

Blastin' for ya door, smash ya hoe
Hack off ya skull, I'm stackin heads like poles
Blow a in ya colon throw you from here to Forden Road
Blow for blow, I toe to toe with the
Bring the to the roughest motherfucker
It's but illustrous
My crews are to bustin' ass crushin' glass
In niggaz faces leavin' of red out this bloody bath
I the cash off the jiddump, I cock and blast the piddump
At any piddunk tryin' to laugh at the

You ain't no kiddon for the terror
You the fear of God when I steal a car
And flatten ya Pierre
I ya noggin' if you startin' trouble
the dot above you
And watch it blossom a flower throughout the borough
No doubt I'm thorough a parascope rifle extended rycle
Cycle that'll tear the whole out
I'm sweatin' no idols a all I request
Best rappers know that pun and Y the chaperones of

I just had to bring 'em
you definitely know what I'm about
You I had to bring 'em back yo
All my friends call me
I had to bring 'em back
baby
You I had to bring 'em back yo