Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

Ladies and
People with jobs, people without
Middle class, upper class, high class, all
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly people and
I present to you

DJ
DJ

Young
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, out, do the hump

Well, I'm fly as son of a gun, son of a
Get as a 757 goin' to heaven, no
F, yo reverend, preach about me
I'm the God 1-7 and E

I'm the cash, money, y'all ain't ready
Break fast like Tom Petty, y'all petty
82' I was born ready, I'm too
Y'all Crocker balla blockas, I'm too heavy

Meatball, Lamborghini, top
Seats, Ragu, up 20 shoes
Oh, me and you got to do
I need no pool, I'm swimmin' in you

And I with the sharks, shorty on the water, water
And I be ma 8 20- 40 mama, shake for me
And it make sense if it don't make that money
I'ma take money, I'm strung for cash

ladies
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, out, do the hump

I bring it to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map

I off my brim
Moment of silence for the homeboy so slim,
'round here will get ya back chopped off
We do our own thing, we don't act like

I say black white walls with the back off
Ah, little bustas just a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not the type that
We don't breed them kind but bleed just fine

Yup, Whizzy the down, only between the line
If you can't boy, ma nine
I'm goin' hard in the paint like diesel
Either I'm the illest cat doin' it or cats is losin' it

I'll be easy, fall and be cool with it
If Paul Barrer is it, dead float, I'm through with it
I'm the shh, na, na, I'm
Whizzy F, baby, I do here

Young
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump

I it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map

I get my old school gangsta' map like the
I look like Cita and act like Gal
You with me, I'll react like the navy
Ya betta get the army, gone need them for me

And ya head is a bleepin'
Y'all want me to see you with my peekin'
fizzle, I keep in New Orleans
Sleepin' women that sleep with the Hornets

A country boy is foreign
'Bout a hundred thousand more what you're in
You're not 'bout it, you freeze up like
Pop up on bicycles, pop y'all like spot

Yup, wizzle fizzle, hot bizzle
Still Lil' Wayne but da dividend's not
Yeah, be suprised how the chrome feel
Get down, get down, man, I'm

Young
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, back out, do the
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the

I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map

[Incomprehensible] the best alive
Since the best retired
The rapper alive
Since the best retired