Luyện nghe bài hát Bringin' It

Yo yo yo yo yo yo
It ain't over it don't stop like dat dat dat dat dat dat
dat dat dat dat
Wah-kump, wah-kump dat dat dat dat
come on

One question who be the thug that y'all most?
Or give a toast to this drug dose the thug muscle
So whistle if you hear clear get you close
And yous a dead man like year see most fear

The marvelous, alias you dare and get
Yo head crushed
These slugs bust the most wanted they just appointed
I stomp dogs and 'em froze because you know you fronted

Too many MCs not clearly on hype tip
I'll fuck yo mic and catch you later on some snipe
clips I represent because my thugs trip
Easy boy, I'm corners where them drugs flip

Ali snakin' lakin' trustin' North shit
You catch a grip or leave a don to climb the hits it's mob official
You test I'll you knock-knissued bandaged up like a snitch
'Cuz I ain't fuckin' with you up, we bringin' it

What y'all, huh huh, V-A know this
What y'all in Hampton, huh huh about this
What in P-Town know about this
What y'all in know about this
it out

I'm ya P-Town hit man I'll make ya man
Pay my stick man to do my dirt I'm rich man
My thugs always hang around the top dog of all
Make 'em locks and spit glocks until you shit rocks

I told you that I'm project strong you me wrong and learned
That thorough cats don't last long the Don
I leave it messy like I'm Pesci don't fuck around
You test me and you'll have to wet me I'm ghetto fabulous

The mob crush the Lord just, never be
When there's dirt involved, niggas leave the closed to hush
I rush club scenes like, what? carryin' the bust
The reason why, these niggas ruck ain't had enough

I to peel ya cabbage back, or bitch-slap
'Cuz otherwise you wouldn't quit that, to
So I'm sayin' is, everybody's real within the game
Alias be the fame, so you don't my name, nigga what?

What y'all V-A about this
What y'all in Hampton, what about this
What y'all in Nomo about this
What y'all in Chesapeake know this
it boy

See I told y'all that my clique roll deep
AK's and sweeps gunnin' down in ya peeps
44's and Calico, Ricky and Low
Thugs the real on how I let shit go

But if it's real, my hold a forty and fill
Mass grills, body armor, niggas to kill
I'm at the point of no return, so I let spill
Vinny Rush, Crazy JJ and Mush must

And Killa K and Johnny Hesh aimin' that steel
Shit's for real, my nigga P and Mike peel
They get the gats and crazy stuff my love the ghetto tugs
And set on top of niggas what let's straight wet the up

ESP was in the cut my rootin' black, it up
Is that Y'all niggas still fail to call my bluff?
And yet I told you, left back cain't nobody knows you
I suppose you woulda kept your mouth closed like I you

y'all in V-A
Know about I told you
What y'all in Nomo,
Know this, what