Luyện nghe bài hát Bringin' It

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

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

The marvelous, alias you discuss and get
Yo motherfuckin crushed
These slugs bust the wanted when they just appointed
I stomp dogs and leave 'em froze 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 represent because my trip
Easy boy, I'm stompin' corners them drugs flip

Ali snakin' lakin' trustin' North shit
You catch a or leave a don to climb the night hits it's mob official
You test I'll leave you bandaged up like a snitch
'Cuz I ain't with you straight up, we bringin' it

y'all, huh huh, V-A know about this
What in Hampton, huh huh know about this
y'all in P-Town know about this
What y'all in Hoviay know 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 always around the top dog of all dogs
Make 'em pick locks and spit glocks until you rocks

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

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

I hate to ya cabbage back, or bitch-slap
'Cuz you wouldn't quit that, to kidnap
So what I'm sayin' is, real within the game
Alias be the fame, so you know my name, nigga what?

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

See I told y'all that my clique 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 hold a forty and fill
Mass grills, armor, niggas trained to kill
I'm at the point of no return, so I let spill
Vinny Rush, Crazy JJ and Mush must

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

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

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