Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

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

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

Hey, I'm on the grind
My mind is already up
Sippin' the wine
private jets to Jamaica

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

But keep it gangsta wit me, now don't go get ya
my combo 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 accept nothin'

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

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

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' records but they
And still standin' like the on my cannon
weight, kid

Top shelf, you gotta reach high to be the
I'm like Hennessey and coke, XO and less
I'm the nigga, the B I G, I know you the rest
Suppose I was to told ya no, I ain't gon'

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 you lame, homes, you do the same song
and over again, you buy the game, homes

Nigga, you want none
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 make you wanna
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
Come the ride

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

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 clumsy for the
I'm droppin' records but break
And standin' like the fuse on my cannon
weight, kid

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

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

Nigga, you don't none
Zero, ziltch, nada,
That shut this through the
Now out ya candles, you do or ya don't, son

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

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

I feel on the music
I feel I might it
It's talkin' the melody
I can hear it tellin' me to

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