Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

ATL, Georgia to New City
Kings have arrived, fuck me now

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

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

that I wake up
I look up at and thank Him
He lifteths me up
So I see no haters

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

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

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

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

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

Top shelf, you gotta reach to be the best
I'm like and coke, XO and nothin' less
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 that we sang on
A pussy nigga always got my stank on
Hang on, you wasn't shit before we on
You know you lame, homes, you do the song
and over again, you buy the game, homes

Nigga, you don't none
Zero, ziltch, nada,
That shut this the [Incomprehensible]
Now out ya candles, you do or ya don't, son

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

Don't you wanna
Don't make 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 from the bottom
But I'm for the top
And I stoppin' 'til I got 'em
Call me clumsy for the
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 act so hard?
I don't give a damn about a

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

Nigga, you don't none
Zero, ziltch, nada,
That shut this the [Incomprehensible]
Now out ya candles, you do or ya don't, son

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

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

I high on the music
I feel I lose it
It's through the melody
I can hear it me to move

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