Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

Ladies and
People with jobs, people jobs
class, upper class, high class, all that
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly people and
I present to you

DJ
DJ

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

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

I'm the cash, money, Makaveli y'all ready
Break fast Tom Petty, y'all just petty
82' I was born ready, I'm too
Y'all Betty Crocker blockas, I'm too heavy

Meatball, Lamborghini, top
Seats, Ragu, up 20 shoes
Oh, me and you got to do
I don't need no pool, I'm in you

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

Young
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, 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 off my brim
of silence for the homeboy so slim, yeah
Frontin' 'round here will get ya chopped off
We do our own thing, we act like y'all

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

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

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

ladies
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, out, do the hump
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 back to the of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map

I get my old school gangsta' map the 80's
I look like and act like Baby Gal
You play with me, I'll like the navy
Ya get the army, y'all gone need them for me

And ya is a bleepin' target
Y'all want me to see you with my tourmis
Wizzle fizzle, I in New Orleans
Sleepin' with women sleep with the Hornets

A boy is sumthin' foreign
'Bout a hundred thousand more than you're in
You're not 'bout it, you up like popsicles
Pop up on bicycles, pop y'all like pimples

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

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

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

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