Luyện nghe bài hát The Return

Yo, this the referee, knawhatimean?
An' I'm about to y'all some history
We got the Best of Both
An' I got the Get Crew, Doug Fresh
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, with the suicide doors, fuck 'em all

We got hits like a thirty clip
When we throw it in the air, hit the floor
Holla at boy, boys
When we boys, so we bringin' out toys

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

Michelle at the hotel
While Jay an' Tone on the way to the party
Got the sayin', Oh
Best of Both an' we rock the club, youknowhatimsayin?
Boy HO, Kells, we not
lose, so when we does what 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
Young Scrappy, that's what grown man do, move

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

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

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 that, bubblin' with pride
Did skills but he was ugly inside

Instead of uplift folks, sittin' on the
Hurtin' people feelings like he have a conscience
Like 'I you', when he's hittin' that stash
Then degraded, the shorty, like he have class

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

No for his estate, though, was yearnin' for a break
Bitter an' evil, didn't from his mistake
The moral of the story is 'Don't be a of knickers
Be good, boys an' girls an' you can be as as Rick is'

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

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

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