Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

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

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

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

Everyday that I up
I look up at and thank Him
Therefore He me up
So I don't see no

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

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 the fride

Don't you wanna
Don't this make you wanna
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 ain't stoppin' I got 'em
Call me for the weight
I'm droppin' records but break
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 told ya no, I ain't rest

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

Nigga, you don't want
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 make 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 you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
enjoy the ride

Need I remind I started from the bottom
But I'm for the top
And I ain't stoppin' I got 'em
me clumsy for the weight
I'm droppin' but they break
And still standin' like the fuse on my
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 don't a damn about a broad

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

Nigga, you don't none
Zero, ziltch, nada,
That shut through 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 enjoy the

I feel on the music
I I might 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, they ain't
don't believe me yet, baby
Y'all believe me yet?