Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

ATL, to New York City
Kings arrived, fuck with me now

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

Hey, I'm on the grind
My is already made up
Sippin' the finest
It's jets to Jamaica

Everyday that I up
I up at Christ and thank Him
Therefore He 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 shit and try to ignore ya
Get disrespectful, have to come for ya

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

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

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

Need I remind I started from the bottom
But I'm for the top
And I stoppin' 'til I got 'em
Call me clumsy for the
I'm droppin' but they break
And still standin' 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 you know the rest
Suppose I was to ya no, I ain't gon' rest

I'ma on and make this music that we sang on
A skunk pussy nigga always got my on
Hang on, you shit before we came 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

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

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

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

Here we go back again, makin' the go
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, up in ya back so hard
Why do act so hard?
I don't give a damn a broad

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

Nigga, you want none
Zero, ziltch, nada,
That shut this 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
Come enjoy the

I high on the music
I I might lose it
talkin' through the melody
I can hear it me to move

I high on the music
I feel I might it
talkin' through the melody
I can hear it me to move

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