Luyện nghe bài hát Can We Do It Again

[Intro - - talking]
This out

For all the
That I couldn't make it again
See what I'm
We're at y'all

time, (heh heh)

[Verse 1 -

I'm 'em with this music I'm innovatin
Penetratin your speakers, let me give you a (hu-huh)
You think that we ain't hear the you hatin

I hit the strip in the Bentley, me?, you walkin and waitin sayin
(hu-huh)
Me and Maganoo 'em hard
Got feelin the nod, just because we pull niggaz cards
Quick as (hu-huh) I got a intoxicatin this hard liquor
the mic, I'll spit a killer verse that'll start with a (hu-huh)
I got ya bobbin your to this beat, don't it (hu-huh)
This right make ya wreckin your Jeep, won't it (hu-huh)
People wonder when will we with the same magic
That make the game disappear then enter, I ain't had it (hu-huh)
I actin with it, my game savage
You should push your album release back that thing's crappy (hu-huh)
The game been the same since my name happened
Timbaland and Magoo and Club, who ain't snappin

Can you do it

We gon' do it
I said, can we do it
We do it again
Can we do it
We gon' do it
I said, can we do it

(OW!)

Can we do it
We do it again
I said, can we do it
We do it again

Can we do it
We do it again
I said, can we do it
(OW!) (hu-huh)

2 - Timbaland]
Still spittin and killin 'em
I hear what you sayin, but you lost me (hu-huh)

Even though my and wrist all glossy
And my truck big as an armored tank, I all flossy (hu-huh)
You copy or hate on my style
Steppin it up, you been copyin or for a while (hu-huh)
I hit the leather, get the meters to
I lay my vocals and let Jimmy D, tweak 'em and freak 'em, like (hu-huh)
You think we can do it again, do ya? (hu-huh)

Did it and we can do it again to ya (hu-huh)
You love me, she be backin it up on me
I'm only about gettin money and it up homie (hu-huh)
I'm gettin serious, go 'head I don't wanna
And I finished with this one, I bet you gon' wanna say (hu-huh)
The game been the same since my name happened
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't

[Verse 3 -
Ew we, my pimpin is
I'm than a rapper, eat my words I'm so nutritious (hu-huh)
Them rappers come with that heat talk
I talk about us baby in sheets for sweet talk (hu-huh)
But if ya feelin froggy and he
I fill 'em up with bullets, then the reaper gon' reap (hu-huh)
You think I'm puttin that bird shit
I have you barely out your mouth on a curb bitch (hu-huh)
And if you talkin, then I'ma do it (hu-huh)
He fuckin playin Tim, I'ma do it (hu-huh)
I'm from the West, a lot of them guns
I ain't a but you fuckers makin Oo into one, son (hu-huh)

So give me mine and you can yours
It was Missy, Tim, and The Nepts who startin openin doors, (hu-huh)
The ain't been the same since Tim name happen
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who ain't

(hu-huh)
(hu-huh)
(hu-huh)