Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It On

[maestro wes]
My poetry is like jesus
You can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes
all you niggas with your silly shitty poems
You're faker than a hoe with titties filled silicone (uh huh)
Well I'm a glock and a slingshot
When I'm done want to quit, you want to fling rock
Well, be cruising by, you'll never see a smoother guy
Niggas getting smoked just like the tye
I'm well like orson, scortching on the porchin'
Of I'm forced to like my man shawn morrison
Here's a small portion no distortion
But niggas always on my fucking dick foreskin
want to swallow my gism (yeah)
They must be on a (uh huh)
I need a on the mic mechanism
Maestro's the boss, you and your crew lost
Before you fuck around you fuck with blue cross
I'm leaving niggas homeless, domeless
I'm proneless, so try to clone this
Style or procedure, I ain't even trained(? ) yet
I bank a check with like antoinette
I'm smoking whether I open or close the shoews
Like shabba ranks, I got trailer loads of (ahh yeah)
The don, everywhere I get it on
I every colour, now they call me benetton
Black and the white, red and the bronze, a chinese ying
All kinds of skins, man I like a diamond ring
You feel around I'm the man with the meanest
Not a new jack but I got dope than nino brown
'cause I'm a striver, a hip hop
Me and the microphone is like my nuts and saliva
Yeah, fresh wes along, showbiz is on the remix
I'm it on

Chorus fresh wes]
Yes yes ( yes y'all)
I got y'all (flesh y'all)
I'm fresh wes (fresh wes y'all)
I'm to bring it on (bring it on)
Yes yes (yes y'all)
I got y'all (flesh y'all)
I'm fresh wes (fresh wes y'all)
I'm going to it on (bring it on)

fresh wes]
Yo way
Make a, make a, make a, make
wes is going to breaka, breaka, break way
From the rags to the
I'm giving bitches strokes like todd bridges
Mister maest, they me out, how ya like me now
You to raise your eye brow
Then you want to bow, 'cause you're my phonics
Shines like a comet, dope than hydroponics (ahh yeah)
Guys are on it, be on my pubics
For two licks, I my pharmacutics (do this)
You want to know who's the
With the blues like hill street, or more news than huey
Like boy blue blew all day, of these curds and whey
Well nigga don't play
Do yourself a favour and don't with wesley
And save that 'i have it' shit for pepsi
I break gretzky, the mic ain't wayne's world
My rhymes guarenteed to a nigga and tame girls (ahh yeah)
So front, just applause it
Like michael j, 'put that dibby dibby shit in the closet'
With a chimpanzee and a
If my dick was alcohol all you kids would be (ohh yeah)
Because you my condution
I don't mind of you it, just ease up on the suciton
you're down there, hum on my left one
Make my right one jealous, fresh wes is the one
But don't be greedy share the with the class
Like gangstarr said, 'just take two then pass'
Yeah, wes is just swinging along
Showbiz in on the remix, I'm it on

[maestro fresh
You wack mc's is like a of clamydia
one big pain in the ass to get rid of ya
When I hit the scene I'm more brutal rikers
Killing motherfuckers like I'm chilling with
Time to let a trend setter, smooth amaretta
a vendetta and a go getter, with a better metaphor
Kick, oh flip, when I flow quick they
so shit (oh yeah)
I make the profits with the badder topics
I cant' stop it, what I drop is
grief, why you trying to beef geef
Is that your or does your ass got teeth (oooo)
Don't try bombing me, harming the
'cause nigga is a don like sean connery
I got the bad bitches to have sex, uh
I gas them like exxon, then I put the on
Everybody knows mr. maest steady
stepping to me get an ice pack ready
Yeah, I'm getting and tired of the fuckery
After this jam, all ya niggas will be me
Oh yeah, ot goes down like
up, fresh wes bringing it on
Show on the remix
As we on 1992-93 and beyond
up as we kick the flavour
I'm out