Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Back

Ladies and
People with jobs, without jobs
class, upper class, high class, all that
Cats, snakes, chickens, ducks, elderly and twerkers
I present to you

DJ
DJ

Young
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya on ya knees and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the

Well, I'm fly as son of a gun, son of a
Get as a 757 goin' to heaven, no
F, yo reverend, preach about me
I'm the God 1-7 and E

I'm the cash, money, y'all ain't ready
Break fast like Tom Petty, just petty
82' I was ready, I'm too ready
Betty Crocker balla blockas, I'm too heavy

Meatball, Lamborghini, top
Seats, Ragu, up 20 shoes
Oh, me and you got to do
I don't need no pool, I'm in you

And I sleep the sharks, shorty on the water, water
And I be ma 8 20- 40 mama, shake for me
And it don't make sense if it make that money
I'ma take that money, I'm for cash

Young
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya back in, out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya back in, out, do the hump

I it back to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map

I take off my
of silence for the homeboy so slim, yeah
Frontin' 'round here get ya back chopped off
We do our own thing, we don't act y'all

I say black white with the back swiped off
Ah, y'all bustas just a tax write off
I'm a stand up guy, not the that fall
We don't breed them but they bleed just fine

Yup, Whizzy the down, only between the line
If you can't boy, read ma
I'm goin' hard in the like diesel time
I'm the illest cat doin' it or these cats is losin' it

I'll be easy, fall back and be with it
If Paul Barrer is movin' it, float, I'm through with it
I'm the shh, na, na, I'm
F, baby, I do this here

Young
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya and bend ya rump
Put ya back in, back out, do the

I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it to the bottom of the map

I get my old school gangsta' map like the
I look like Cita and act like Gal
You play with me, I'll react the navy
Ya betta get the army, y'all need them for me

And ya is a bleepin' target
Y'all want me to see you with my tourmis
fizzle, I keep in New Orleans
Sleepin' with women that sleep the Hornets

A country boy is sumthin'
'Bout a hundred thousand more what you're in
You're not 'bout it, you freeze up popsicles
Pop up on bicycles, pop y'all spot pimples

Yup, wizzle fizzle, hot bizzle
Still Lil' but da dividend's not little
Yeah, be suprised how the chrome feel
Get down, get down, man, I'm

ladies
Put ya hands on ya knees and ya rump
Put ya in, back out, do the hump
Put ya hands on ya knees and bend ya
Put ya in, back out, do the hump

I bring it to the bottom of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I bring it back to the of the map
I it back to the bottom of the map

[Incomprehensible] the rapper alive
Since the best retired
The best alive
Since the rapper retired