Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

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

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

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

Well, let me get this in order, I got somethin' for you
You ever seen a man walk 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 quick and they comin' like De La Hoya
Watch ya ass in the streets 'coz they come for ya
Chairman on the board, won't nothin' shorter

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

Don't you move?
this make 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 ain't 'til I got 'em
me clumsy for the weight
I'm droppin' records but break
And still standin' like the on my cannon
weight, kid

Top shelf, you reach high to be the best
I'm like and coke, XO and nothin' less
I'm the nigga, the B I G, I know you the rest
Suppose I was to told ya no, I gon' rest

I'ma bang on and make this music we sang 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 want none
Zero, ziltch, nada,
That shut 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
Come 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 started the bottom
But I'm for the top
And I ain't 'til I got 'em
Call me for the weight
I'm droppin' but they break
And still standin' like the fuse on my
weight, kid

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

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

Nigga, you don't none
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 you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
enjoy the ride

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

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

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