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 Made-it bitch

Trouble]
Ounces in my pantry
Diamonds on a nigga, dancing
Just dropped some rolls on some glasses
dropped your 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 could put you frontline, bring it back

Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back,
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back,
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 me that she 'bout it
'Bout it, it, yeah, shawty 'bout it, 'bout it, yeah
Take the charger, bad lil shawty say she it
I gotta for you, you shot at my lil' partner though
The loud wild off the gate, need your molly
As a git, you the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr.
I got the down now, sorry Mr. Charlie
Ayy, she say you so motherfucking
But you ain't no motherfucking
Might be right, and a curse, I take it all this blessing
Know you fucking with a real one though, no
Partna you gon' get on all that flexing
So of us shooting you straight, ain't no pressure
Hating on man won't do you no blessing
teach a young nigga flexing
Wanna go to war, but you ain't got no
Worry 'bout these hoes and you ain't got no
Mike Will
Big Trouble,

Trouble]
Ounces in my pantry
Diamonds on a young nigga,
dropped some bandos on some glasses
Just dropped your off, man that ho so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, miss a beat
Yeah, I'ma get some cho-cho, one thing me
Yeah, gas up all that ho shit, miss me that
I could put you frontline, bring it back

Trouble]
Bring it back, it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back,
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

2: Drake]
Yeah, I play 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 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 used to ride around with 'Pac an' them
I get it, you came from my lil partner then
Yeah, Richard Mille, on the watch
Extra million just to see the drop
Crest white smile on my
Once I get to snapping ain't nobody
gon' hit ya or we gon' hit ya
Either way if they was ya, they going with ya
Mike Made-It
Me and Big Trouble

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

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