Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

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

[Pre-Chorus:
Ounces in my pantry
Diamonds on a nigga, dancing
Just some bank rolls on some glasses
Just your bitch off, man that ho so nasty
Huh, all that paper, can't miss a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one 'bout me
Yeah, gas up all old shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just it back

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

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

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

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

[Verse 2:
Yeah, I don't no games boy, I'm at your head
All about the family, niggas the pledge
Now you own up to that shit you said
You can't push us to the edge, Trouble the edge
Hit the gas and we there
Do it for the six because we started
I got a girl that to ride around with 'Pac an' them
I gotta get it, you came from my lil then
Yeah, Mille, heavy on the watch
Extra million to see the Maybach drop
Crest white smile on my
Once I get to snapping ain't safe
Reality gon' hit ya or we hit ya
Either way if they was with ya, they going ya
Mike Made-It
Me and Big baby

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

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