Luyện nghe bài hát Bringin' It

Yo yo yo yo yo yo
It ain't over baby it stop like dat dat dat dat dat dat
dat dat dat dat
Wah-kump, wah-kump dat dat dat dat
come on

One who be the thug that y'all love most?
Or give a toast to freestyle drug dose the thug muscle
So whistle if you hear gon' get you close
And a dead man like last year see most fear

The marvelous, alias you discuss and get
Yo motherfuckin crushed
These bust the most wanted when they just appointed
I stomp and leave 'em froze because you know you fronted

Too many MCs not on this hype tip
I'll fuck yo mic and catch you later on some shit
Extended clips I because my thugs trip
boy, I'm stompin' corners where them drugs flip

Ali Baba snakin' lakin' trustin' North
You a grip or leave a don to climb the night hits it's mob official
You test I'll leave you knock-knissued up like a snitch
I ain't fuckin' with you straight up, we bringin' it

What y'all, huh huh, V-A about this
What y'all in Hampton, huh huh know this
What y'all in know about this
y'all in Hoviay know about this
it out

I'm ya P-Town hit man I'll ya shit man
Pay my stick man to do my dirt I'm filthy man
My thugs hang around the top dog of all dogs
Make 'em pick locks and spit until you shit rocks

I told you that I'm project you took me wrong and learned
That thorough don't last long Alias the Don
I leave it messy I'm Joseph Pesci don't fuck around
You ever test me and you'll have to wet me I'm ghetto

The mob the Lord just, never be discussed
When there's dirt involved, niggas the mouth closed to hush
I rush club scenes like, what? always the bust
The why, these niggas that ruck ain't had enough

I hate to peel ya cabbage back, or
'Cuz otherwise you wouldn't quit that, to
So what I'm sayin' is, everybody's within the game
Alias be the fame, so you know my name, nigga what?

What y'all V-A about this
What y'all in Hampton, know about this
What y'all in Nomo know about
What y'all in Chesapeake about this
it boy

See I told y'all motherfuckers that my roll deep
AK's and sweeps gunnin' down in ya peeps
44's and Calico, Pretty and Low
Thugs know the real on how I let go

But if it's real, my niggas a forty and fill
grills, body armor, niggas trained to kill
I'm at the of no return, so I let shells spill
Vinny Rush, Crazy JJ and Mush must

And K and Johnny Hesh steady aimin' that steel
Shit's for real, my nigga P and might peel
They get the gats and crazy stuff my brother love the tugs
And set on top of niggas what let's wet the party up

ESP was in the cut my rootin' black, it up
Is that Y'all niggas still fail to call my bluff?
And yet I told you, when left back cain't nobody you
I suppose you woulda kept your closed like I told you

What in V-A
Know about this- I you
y'all in Nomo, what
Know this, what