Luyện nghe bài hát Return Remix

[Intro: (Doug E. Fresh)]
Yo, Tone the referee, knawhatimean?
And I'm to bring y'all some history
We got the of both worlds
And I got the Get Crew
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, on!)

Mirror mirror on the
Whose is the freshest of them
I love 'em all, but of y'all
Is Doug E., as me and the boy
the suicide doors, fuck 'em all
We got hits like a shot clip
we throw 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 Dana Dane's
Wiggie, you man, when the year change, we change
Nigga, we right here, we can go bank for
We can go for clip, nigga, chain for chain
We can go bitch for bitch, got a pretty young
That I by my hip, like my celly that rings

[Hook: R.
Michelle at the hotel
While Jay and Tone on the way to the
Got the sayin', oh

Best of both worlds, and we rock the

Boy H-O, Kells, we not
lose, so when we does what we do, we win
And win again, like vu
we win again, like M.J. do
Three-peat, then we retreat to that's blue
Young Scrappy, what grown man do, let's move

2x: R. Kelly]
In arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, up
This is for hustlin' boys and girls
It's the return of of both worlds

[Slick
Well once a time, they left the glove and the star, kid
He he was the man, but he was nothing but garbage
Let me rephrase that, with pride
Did skills, but he was ugly inside
Instead of folks, sittin' on the non sense
Hurtin' people feelings like he didn't a conscience
Like 'I love you', when he's that stash
degraded, the shorty, like he didn't have class
Even let a gay jew man tack his
Then, got the nerve to call the cat a fairy
Swindlin', the god above him
Finally, fan base trinklin' to nothing
No for his estate, though, was yearnin' for a break
Bitter and evil, didn't from his mistake
The of the story is, don't be a pair of knickers
Be good, and girls, and you can be as great as
is

2x]

[R. Kelly w/ Doug E. beatboxing]
My baby momma's robe, my is overdue
It took half the pay, and now my life is filled with days
But I stashed some dough, how much, you'll ever
It's Fresh, Slick Rick, Kells and Jay-Z