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

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

Everyday I wake up
I look up at Christ and 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 on water?
Nigga, talk shit and I'ma try to ya
Get disrespectful, have to come for ya

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

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 fride

Don't you wanna
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' but they 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
I was to told ya no, I ain't gon' rest

I'ma bang on and make this music that we on
A skunk pussy always got my stank on
Hang on, you shit before we came on
You know you lame, homes, you do the same
Over and over again, you buy the game,

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

Don't you move?
Don't this you wanna 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 the bottom
But I'm for the top
And I stoppin' 'til I got 'em
Call me for the weight
I'm records but they break
And still standin' like the on my cannon
weight, kid

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

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

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

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

I feel high on the
I feel I lose it
talkin' through the melody
I can it tellin' me to move

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