Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

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

Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, rock
Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, rock
rock, let's 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
the finest wine
It's jets to Jamaica

Everyday that I 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 black man on water?
Nigga, shit and I'ma try to ignore ya
Get disrespectful, I'ma to come for ya

But it gangsta wit me, now don't go get ya lawyer
my combo quick and they comin' like De La Hoya
Watch ya ass in the streets 'coz they come for ya
on the board, won't accept nothin' shorter

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

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

Need I remind y'all I started from the
But I'm for the top
And I ain't stoppin' 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 Hennessey and coke, XO and nothin' less
I'm the nigga, the B I G, I know you the rest
I was to told ya no, I ain't gon' rest

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

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 you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
enjoy the ride

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 enjoy the

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 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 back so
Why do niggas act so
I don't give a damn a broad

I gotta floss in the fast lane
right past lames, I'm in the ATL, flyin' down cascade
Still gettin' money, ain't changed, man
Spent a couple mil' just to 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 make you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you on music, on music
enjoy the ride

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

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

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