Luyện nghe bài hát Bring it On (Remix)

[Maestro Fresh
My poetry is like Jesus
You can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes
Past all you niggas with your silly poems
You're faker than a hoe with titties filled silicone (uh huh)
I'm a glock and you're a slingshot
When I'm done you'll want to quit, you want to fling
Well, I'll be cruising by, you'll never see a guy
Niggas getting smoked just the Buddha tye
I'm well like Orson, scortching on the porchin'
Of course I'm to like my man Shawn Morrison
Here's a small portion with no
But niggas always on my fucking like foreskin
want to swallow my gism (yeah)
They be on a mission (uh huh)
I a circumcision on the mic mechanism
Maestro's the true boss, you and your lost
Before you around you better fuck with Blue Cross
I'm leaving dumb 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 still smoking whether I open or close the
Like Shabba Ranks, I got loads of hoes (ahh yeah)
The don, everywhere I get it on
I fucked every colour, now they call me
Black and the white, red and the bronze, a Chinese ying
All kinds of skins, man I shine like a diamond
You feel around I'm the man with the meanest
Not a new jack but I got more dope than Nino
'Cause I'm a striver, a hip hop
Me and the microphone is like my and your saliva
Yeah, Fresh Wes swinging along, is on the remix
I'm it on

CHORUS Fresh Wes]
Yes yes ( yes y'all)
I got flesh (flesh y'all)
I'm Wes y'all (Fresh Wes y'all)
I'm to bring it on (bring it on)
Yes yes (yes y'all)
I got flesh (flesh y'all)
I'm Fresh Wes (Fresh Wes y'all)
I'm to bring it on (bring it on)

[Maestro Wes]
Yo way
Make a, a, make a, make away
Fresh Wes is to breaka, breaka, break way
From the rags to the
I'm giving Different Strokes like Todd Bridges
Mister Maest, they me out, how ya like me now
You want to raise your eye
Then you want to bow, 'cause you're my phonics
Shines like a comet, dope than hydroponics (ahh yeah)
are on it, girls be on my pubics
For two licks, I check my (do this)
You want to know the newest
the blues like Hill Street, or more news than Huey Lewis
Like boy blue blew all day, enough of these and whey
this nigga don't play
Do yourself a favour and don't fuck Wesley
And save that 'I gotta have it' shit for
I break Gretzky, the mic ain't Wayne's World
My rhymes guarenteed to kill a nigga and tame (ahh yeah)
So don't front, just it
Like J, said 'put that dibby dibby shit in the closet'
With a chimpanzee and a
If my dick was alcohol all you would be winos (ohh yeah)
Because you my condution
I don't mind of you suck it, just up on the suciton
While you're down there, hum on my one
Make my right one jealous, Wes is the best one
But don't be greedy share the rest the class
Like said, 'just take two pulls then pass'
Yeah, Fresh Wes is swinging along
Showbiz in on the remix, I'm it on