Luyện nghe bài hát Bring it On (Remix)

[Maestro Wes]
My poetry is black Jesus
You niggas see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes
Past all you niggas with your silly shitty
You're than a hoe with titties filled with silicone (uh huh)
Well I'm a glock and you're a
When I'm you'll want to quit, you want to fling rock
Well, I'll be by, you'll never see a smoother guy
getting smoked just like the Buddha tye
I'm rocking well like Orson, scortching on the
Of I'm forced to like my man Shawn Morrison
Here's a portion with no distortion
But niggas always on my fucking dick like
They want to swallow my (yeah)
must be on a mission (uh huh)
I a circumcision on the mic mechanism
Maestro's the true boss, you and crew lost
Before you fuck you better fuck with Blue Cross
I'm leaving dumb homeless, domeless
I'm proneless, so don't try to clone
Style or procedure, because I ain't trained(?) yet
I bank a check attitude like Antoinette
I'm still smoking whether I open or close the
Like Shabba Ranks, I got trailer loads of (ahh yeah)
The don, everywhere I get it on
I fucked every colour, now call me Benetton
and the white, red and the bronze, even a Chinese ying
All kinds of skins, man I like a diamond ring
You around I'm the man with the meanest song
Not a new but I got more dope than Nino Brown
'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 [Maestro Fresh
Yes yes ( yes y'all)
I got flesh (flesh y'all)
I'm Wes y'all (Fresh Wes y'all)
I'm going to 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 to the riches
I'm giving bitches Strokes like Todd Bridges
Mister Maest, they me out, how ya like me now
You want to raise eye brow
Then you want to bow, you're awning my phonics
Shines like a comet, more dope hydroponics (ahh yeah)
are on it, girls be on my pubics
For two licks, I check my (do this)
You to know who's the newest
the blues like Hill Street, or more news than Huey Lewis
Like boy blue blew all day, enough of curds and whey
Well nigga don't play
Do yourself a and don't fuck with Wesley
And save that 'I gotta have it' 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
Michael J, said 'put that dibby dibby shit in the closet'
With a and a rhino
If my dick was alcohol all you kids would be (ohh yeah)
you love my condution
I don't mind of you suck it, ease up on the suciton
you're down there, hum on my left one
Make my one jealous, Fresh Wes is the best one
But don't be greedy share the rest with the
Like Gangstarr said, take two pulls then pass'
Yeah, Fresh Wes is just swinging
Showbiz in on the remix, I'm it on