Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

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

Let's rock, rock, don't 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 private to Jamaica

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

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

But it gangsta 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 they will come for ya
Chairman on the board, won't accept nothin'

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

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

Need I y'all I started from the bottom
But I'm for the top
And I stoppin' 'til I got 'em
me clumsy for the weight
I'm droppin' records but break
And still standin' like the fuse on my
weight, kid

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

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

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

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

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

Need I remind y'all I started 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 like the fuse 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 give a damn about a broad

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

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

I feel on the music
I feel I lose it
It's talkin' through the
I can hear it tellin' me to

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

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