Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

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

rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock
Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, 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
Sippin' the wine
private jets to Jamaica

Everyday I wake up
I look up at Christ and Him
Therefore He me up
So I see no haters

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

But keep it gangsta wit me, now go get ya lawyer
'Coz my combo quick and comin' like De La Hoya
Watch ya ass in the 'coz they will come for ya
Chairman on the board, accept nothin' shorter

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 the fride

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

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

Top shelf, you gotta 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 told ya no, I ain't rest

I'ma on and make this music that we sang on
A skunk pussy nigga always got my on
on, you wasn't shit before we came on
You know you lame, homes, you do the song
Over and over again, you buy the game,

Nigga, you don't 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 enjoy the

you wanna move?
Don't this you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
Come 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 still standin' like the 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 niggas act so
I don't a damn about a broad

I ain't floss in the fast lane
Ride right past lames, I'm in the ATL, down cascade
Still gettin' money, 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

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

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

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

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