Luyện nghe bài hát Return

Yo, this Tone the referee,
An' I'm about to bring y'all history
We got the Best of Worlds
An' I got the Get Fresh Crew, Doug
One, two, three, on

Mirror, on the wall
is the freshest of them all?
I 'em all but none of y'all is Doug E. as me
An' the boy, Kelly the suicide doors, fuck 'em all

We got hits like a thirty shot
When we it in the air, everybody hit the floor
Holla at boy, boys
When we boys, so we out them toys

I ain't a lame on them Dana
We give you nightmares, when the year change, we
Nigga, we here, we can go bank for bank
We can go clip for clip, nigga, for chain
We can go bitch for bitch, got a young thing
That I by my hip, like my celly that rings

Michelle at the hotel
While Jay an' on the way to the after party
Got the sayin', Oh
Best of Both an' we rock the club, youknowhatimsayin?
Boy HO, Kells, we not
Losers lose, so when we what we do, we win

An' win again, deja vu
we win again, like M.J. do
Three-peat, then we retreat to waters blue
Scrappy, that's what grown man do, let's move

In arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, up
This is for them hustlin' an' girls
It's the return of Best of Both

In arena, arena
All we see is them hands up, hands up
is for them hustlin' boys an' girls
It's the return of Best of Worlds

Well once a time, they left the glove an' the star, kid
He swore he was the man but he was nothin' but
Let me re-phrase that, bubblin' with
Did have skills but he was ugly

of uplift folks, sittin' on the nonsense
Hurtin' people feelings like he didn't a conscience
Like 'I love you', when hittin' that stash
Then degraded, the shorty, like he didn't class

let a gay Jew man tack his Jheri
Then got the nerve to call the cat a fairy
Swindlin', the God above him
Finally fan base down to nothin'

No concern for his estate, though, was yearnin' for a
Bitter an' evil, didn't learn from his
The moral of the is 'Don't be a pair of knickers
Be good, boys an' girls an' you can be as great as is'

In this arena,
All we wanna see is them hands up, up
This is for hustlin' boys an' girls
the return of Best of Both Worlds

In arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, up
This is for them hustlin' boys an'
The remixes, the remix yo, masters, cmon

My baby momma's robe, my rent is
It took the pay an' now my life is filled with rainy days
But I stashed dough, how much you'll ever know
It's Doug Fresh, Slick Rick, an Jay-Z