Luyện nghe bài hát Bringin' It - Timbaland

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Who be the thug that y'all love
Or give a to this freestyle drug dose
The muscle
So whistle if you hear
Gon' get you close and a dead man like last year
See most
The marvelous,
You dare discuss and get yo muthafuckin head
These slugs bust the wanted when they just appointed
I stomp dogs and leave em froze you know you fronted
Too many mc's not clearly on hype tip
I'll fuck yo mic and catch you later on snipe shit
Extended clips I represent because my thugs
Easy boy, I'm stompin corners where drugs flip
Ali baba snakin trustin north shit
You catch a grip or a don to climb the night hits
mob official
You test leave you knock-knissued
Bandaged up like a snitch I ain't fuckin with you
Straight up, we it

y'all, huh huh, v-a
Know about
y'all in hampton, huh huh
Know about
What y'all in
about this
What y'all in
Know about

it out
I'm ya hit man
make ya shit man
Pay my stick man to do my
I'm filthy man
My always hang around the top dog of all dogs
Make em pick locks and spit until you shit rocks
I told you that I'm strong
You took me wrong and learned that thorough don't last long
the don
I leave it messy like I'm joseph
Don't fuck around, you ever me and you'll have to wet me
I'm ghetto
The mob crush the lord just, never be
When there's involved, niggas leave the mouth closed to hush
I rush scenes like, what?
carryin the bust
The reason why, these niggas that ain't had enough
I to peel ya cabbage back, or bitch-slap
'cause otherwise you quit that, to kidnap
So what I'm sayin is, everybody's within the game
be the fame, so you don't know my name, nigga what

What v-a
Know this
What in hampton, what
Know this
What y'all in
about this
What y'll in
about this
it boy

See I y'all motherfuckers that my clique roll deep
Ak's and street sweeps gunnin in ya peeps
44's and calico, pretty and low
know
The real on how I let go
But if it's real, my niggas hold a and fill
Mass grills, armor, niggas trained to kill
I'm at the point of no return, so I let shells
Vinny rush, crazy jj and mush must
And killa k and johnny hesh steady that steel
Shit's for real, my nigga p and mike peel
They get the gats and crazy stuff my brother love the tugs
And set on top of niggas what let's wet the party up
Esp was in the cut my black, pull it up
Is that
Y'all niggas still fail to call my
And yet I told you, when left cain't nobody knows you
I you
kept your mouth closed like I told you

What in v-a
Know about I told you
What in nomo, what
Know about this,