Luyện nghe bài hát Bringin' It - Timbaland

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Ha ha
It over baby
It don't stop dat dat dat datdat dat

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Wah-kump,
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One
Who be the thug that y'all love
Or give a toast to this freestyle dose
The thug
So whistle if you clear
Gon' get you close and yous a dead man like year
See most
The marvelous,
You discuss and get yo muthafuckin head crushed
These slugs bust the most when they just appointed
I stomp dogs and leave em froze you know you fronted
Too many not clearly on this hype tip
I'll fuck yo mic and catch you on some snipe shit
clips I represent because my thugs trip
Easy boy, I'm stompin corners where drugs flip
Ali baba snakin lakin north shit
You catch a grip or a don to climb the night hits
It's mob
You I'll leave you knock-knissued
Bandaged up like a snitch 'cause I ain't with you
up, we bringin' it

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

it out
I'm ya hit man
I'll ya shit man
Pay my man to do my dirt
I'm filthy man
My thugs hang around the top dog of all dogs
Make em pick locks and spit until you shit rocks
I told you I'm project strong
You took me and learned that thorough cats don't last long
the don
I leave it like I'm joseph pesci
fuck around, you ever test me and you'll have to wet me
I'm ghetto
The mob crush the lord just, be discussed
When there's involved, niggas leave the mouth closed to hush
I rush club 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 wouldn't quit that, to
So what I'm sayin is, everybody's real the game
Alias be the fame, so you don't know my name, nigga

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

See I told motherfuckers that my clique roll deep
Ak's and street sweeps down in ya peeps
44's and calico, ricky and low
know
The real on how I let go
But if real, my niggas hold a forty and fill
Mass grills, body armor, trained to kill
I'm at the point of no return, so I let shells
rush, crazy jj and mush must chill
And killa k and johnny steady aimin that steel
Shit's for real, my nigga p and might peel
They get the gats and crazy stuff my love the ghetto tugs
And set on top of niggas what let's wet the party up
Esp was in the cut my rootin black, it up
Is that
Y'all still fail to call my bluff?
And yet I told you, when left back cain't knows you
I you
Woulda kept your closed like I told you

What in v-a
Know about this- I you
What y'all in nomo,
Know this, what