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 and twerkers
I present to you

DJ
DJ

ladies
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, 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 like Tom Petty, just petty
82' I was ready, I'm too ready
Betty Crocker balla 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 make 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 back in, out, do the hump
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 bring it to the bottom of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map

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

I say black white with the back swiped off
Ah, y'all little bustas a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not the that fall
We breed them kind but they bleed just fine

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

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

Young
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
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 back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map

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

And ya head is a target
want me to see you with my peekin' tourmis
Wizzle fizzle, I in New Orleans
Sleepin' with that sleep with the Hornets

A country boy is sumthin'
'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, fizzle, original hot bizzle
Lil' Wayne but da dividend's not little
Yeah, don't be suprised how the chrome
Get down, get down, man, I'm

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

the best rapper alive
Since the rapper retired
The best rapper
Since the best retired