Luyện nghe bài hát Bringin' It - Timbaland

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It over baby
It don't stop like dat dat dat dat

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Who be the thug y'all love most?
Or a toast to this freestyle drug dose
The muscle
So if you hear clear
Gon' get you close and yous a dead man like year
See fear
The marvelous,
You discuss and get yo muthafuckin head crushed
These slugs bust the most wanted they just appointed
I dogs and leave em froze because you know you fronted
Too many mc's not clearly on hype tip
I'll yo mic and catch you later on some snipe shit
Extended clips I represent my thugs trip
Easy boy, I'm stompin where them drugs flip
Ali baba lakin trustin north shit
You catch a grip or a don to climb the night hits
It's mob
You test leave you knock-knissued
Bandaged up a snitch 'cause I ain't fuckin with you
up, we bringin' it

y'all, huh huh, v-a
Know this
y'all in hampton, huh huh
Know about
What in p-town
about this
What y'all in
Know about

it out
I'm ya hit man
make ya shit man
Pay my stick man to do my
I'm rich man
My thugs hang around the top dog of all dogs
Make em pick locks and spit glocks you shit rocks
I told you that I'm strong
You took me wrong and learned that thorough cats last long
the don
I leave it messy like I'm joseph
Don't around, you ever test me and you'll have to wet me
I'm fabulous
The mob crush the lord just, never be
When there's dirt involved, niggas leave the closed to hush
I rush scenes like, what?
Always carryin the
The why, these niggas that ruck ain't had enough
I to peel ya cabbage back, or bitch-slap
'cause otherwise you wouldn't quit that, to
So what I'm is, everybody's real within the game
Alias be the fame, so you know my name, nigga what

What v-a
about this
What y'all in hampton,
about this
What y'all in
Know about
What y'll in
Know this
it boy

See I told y'all motherfuckers my clique roll deep
Ak's and street sweeps down in ya peeps
and calico, pretty ricky and low
Thugs
The on how I let shit go
But if it's real, my hold a forty and fill
Mass grills, armor, niggas trained to kill
I'm at the of no return, so I let shells spill
rush, crazy jj and mush must chill
And killa k and johnny hesh steady that steel
Shit's for real, my nigga p and mike peel
They get the gats and crazy stuff my brother the ghetto 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 fail to call my bluff?
And yet I you, when left back cain't nobody knows you
I you
Woulda kept your mouth closed like I you

What in v-a
Know about I told you
y'all in nomo, what
Know this, what