Luyện nghe bài hát The Return

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

Mirror, mirror on the
Whose is the freshest of them
I love 'em all but none of y'all is E. as me
An' the boy, Kelly with the suicide doors, 'em all

We got like a thirty shot clip
When we throw it in the air, everybody hit the
at your boy, boys
When we boys, so we bringin' out toys

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

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

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

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

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

once upon a time, they left the glove an' the star, kid
He swore he was the man but he was but garbage
Let me re-phrase that, with pride
Did skills but he was ugly inside

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

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

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

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

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

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