Luyện nghe bài hát Bringin' It

Yo yo yo yo yo yo
It ain't over baby it don't stop dat dat dat dat dat dat
dat dat dat dat
Wah-kump, dat dat dat datdat dat
Wah-kump on

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

The marvelous, you dare discuss and get
Yo motherfuckin crushed
These slugs bust the most wanted when just appointed
I stomp dogs and leave 'em froze you know you fronted

Too many MCs not clearly on this tip
I'll yo mic and catch you later on some snipe shit
Extended clips I represent my thugs trip
Easy boy, I'm stompin' corners them drugs flip

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

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

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

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

The mob crush the Lord just, never be
When there's dirt involved, niggas leave the mouth closed to
I rush club scenes like, always carryin' the bust
The reason why, these niggas that ruck had enough

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

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

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

But if it's real, my niggas a forty and fill
Mass grills, armor, niggas trained 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 steady aimin' steel
for real, my nigga P and Mike might peel
They get the gats and crazy my brother love the ghetto tugs
And set on top of niggas what let's straight wet the up

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

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