Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

ATL, Georgia to New York
Kings have arrived, with me now

Let's rock, let's rock, stop, let's rock
Let's rock, rock, don't stop, let's rock
Let's rock, rock, don't stop, let's rock
Let's rock, rock, don't stop, let's rock

Hey, forever I'm on the
My mind is already up
the finest wine
It's private jets to

that I wake up
I look up at Christ and Him
He lifteths me up
So I don't see no

Well, let me get this shit in order, I got for you
You ever seen a black man on water?
Nigga, talk shit and I'ma try to ya
Get disrespectful, I'ma to come for ya

But keep it wit me, now don't go get ya lawyer
'Coz my combo quick and they comin' De La Hoya
Watch ya ass in the streets 'coz they come for ya
on the board, won't accept nothin' shorter

Don't you wanna
this make you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you on music, on music
enjoy the fride

Don't you wanna
Don't this you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
enjoy the ride

Need I remind y'all I started from the
But I'm for the top
And I ain't stoppin' I got 'em
Call me for the weight
I'm droppin' records but break
And still like the fuse on my cannon
weight, kid

Top shelf, you reach high to be the best
I'm like Hennessey and coke, XO and nothin'
I'm the nigga, the B I G, I know you know the
Suppose I was to ya no, I ain't gon' rest

I'ma bang on and make this music that we on
A pussy nigga always got my stank on
Hang on, you wasn't shit before we on
You you lame, homes, you do the same song
and over again, you buy the game, homes

Nigga, you don't want
Zero, ziltch, nada,
shut this through the [Incomprehensible]
Now out ya candles, you do or ya don't, son

Don't you wanna
Don't this make you groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
enjoy the ride

Don't you wanna
Don't this make you groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you on music, on music
enjoy the ride

Need I remind y'all I started from the
But I'm for the top
And I ain't stoppin' I got 'em
me clumsy for the weight
I'm droppin' records but break
And standin' like the fuse on my cannon
weight, kid

Here we go again, makin' the beat go
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump up in ya back so
Why do niggas act so
I give a damn about a broad

I ain't gotta floss in the lane
Ride past lames, I'm in the ATL, flyin' down cascade
Still money, ain't nothin' changed, man
Spent a couple mil' to make my chain blang

Nigga, you don't want
Zero, ziltch, nada,
That shut this through the
Now out ya candles, you do or ya don't, son

you wanna move?
Don't this you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
enjoy the ride

I feel high on the
I feel I might it
It's through the melody
I can it tellin' me to move

I feel on the music
I I might lose it
It's talkin' through the
I can hear it tellin' me to

Are you ready to press
Are you ready to press
Nah, they ain't
They don't me yet, baby
Y'all don't me yet?