Luyện nghe bài hát Bring 'Em Back

This is classic shit right here, shit
Go get ya tape decks
You I had to bring 'em back
Terror the squad man
uh yo uh yo

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

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

I had to bring 'em back
Word you definitely know what I'm
You know I had to bring 'em yo
All my friends me stout
I had to bring 'em back
Flamboyant
You know I had to bring 'em yo

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

'Cause we put the guns and go one round
With the hands but man I ain't the one, you'll get done
I can my style, 'cause I'm versitile
Quick to burst a I'm livin' worse than foul
I two techs in case ya crew flex
I wet up the set in a second who's next
To feel the wrath of a psychopath shoots it up shaft
ya staff into a blood 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 just had to 'em back
All my friends call me
You know I had to bring 'em yo
Flamboyant
I had to bring 'em back

You I had to bring 'em back yo

No I'm from the X and I seen it all
Shorties with dreams of ball
For Seaton hall turnin' a full
From me the word to Sacuon the sad song
Is bein' sung, its gimme a gun and I'm back on
Joey crack, Pun, TS, regulators
Stomp little to death for tryin' to imitate us
Y'all never see us, be us, TS, kill the BS
'Cause Pun got guns and funds than ideas
Un be us, I'm from the BX so I have to

Blastin' for crash ya door, ya hoe
Hack off ya skull, I'm heads like totem poles
Blow a hole in ya colon throw you from here to Forden
Blow for blow, I toe to toe the toughest
the ruckus to the roughest motherfucker
It's but illustrous
My crews are cussin' to ass crushin' glass
In niggaz faces leavin' traces of red out this bloody
I want the cash off the jiddump, I cock and the piddump
At any piddunk tryin' to laugh at the

You no kiddon for the terror squadron
You feel the fear of God I steal a car
And flatten ya Cardin
I peirce ya if you startin' trouble
Spark the dot you
And it blossom like a flower throughout the borough
No doubt I'm thorough with a parascope rifle extended
Cycle tear the whole Bible out
I'm sweatin' no idols a title's all I
Best rappers that pun and Y the chaperones of death

I just had to bring 'em
Word you know what I'm about
You know I had to 'em back yo
All my friends me stout
I just had to bring 'em
Flamboyant
You know I had to bring 'em yo