Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

[Intro:
Let do it
man
Go get money man, go get that
Go for that shit now, go get your man
Mike Will bitch

Trouble]
Ounces in my motherfucking
on a young nigga, dancing
Just some bank rolls on some glasses
Just dropped bitch off, man that ho so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, miss a beat
Yeah, get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that old shit, miss me with
I put you frontline, just bring it back

Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back,
Bring it back, it back, bring it back, yeah
Don't have to chase you down 'bout no stack
I will blow you back, bring it back, this ho here throw it back

[Verse 1:
Yeah, tryna show me that she it
'Bout it, it, yeah, shawty 'bout it, 'bout it, yeah
Take the charger, bad lil shawty say she it
I gotta come for you, you shot at my lil' though
The loud wild off the gate, don't your molly
As a git, you the candy, Mr. Charlie
I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got the down now, sorry Mr. Charlie
Ayy, she say you so motherfucking
But you ain't no motherfucking
Might be right, gift and a curse, I it all this blessing
you fucking with a real one though, no question
Partna you get spent on all that flexing
So many of us you straight, ain't no pressure
on that man won't do you no blessing
Tryna teach a nigga flexing
go to war, but you ain't got no money
Worry 'bout hoes and you ain't got no money
Mike Will
Big Trouble,

[Pre-Chorus:
Ounces in my motherfucking
Diamonds on a young nigga,
Just dropped bandos on some glasses
Just dropped bitch off, man that ho so nasty
Huh, all about paper, can't miss a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing me
Yeah, gas up all ho shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it

Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back,
Bring it back, it back, bring it back, yeah
Don't wanna have to chase you 'bout no stack
Cause I blow you back, bring it back, it's on here, throw it back

[Verse 2:
Yeah, I don't play no games boy, I'm at your
All about the family, niggas took the
Now you gotta own up to that you said
You can't us to the edge, Trouble from the edge
Hit the gas and we outta
Do it for the six because we started
I got a girl that used to ride around 'Pac an' them
I gotta get it, you came my lil partner then
Yeah, Richard Mille, heavy on the
million just to see the Maybach drop
Crest white smile on my
Once I get to snapping ain't nobody
Reality gon' hit ya or we hit ya
way if they was with ya, they going with ya
Mike WiLL
Me and Big Trouble

Trouble]
Ounces in my motherfucking
Diamonds on a nigga, dancing
Just dropped some bandos on glasses
Just dropped your bitch off, man ho so nasty
Huh, all about paper, can't miss a beat
Yeah, get some cho-cho, one thing 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all that ho shit, me with that
I put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus:
Bring it back, bring it back,
Bring it back, it back, bring it back, yeah
Don't wanna have to chase you down no stack
Cause I will blow you back, bring it back, it's on here, throw it