Luyện nghe bài hát Can We Do It Again

[Intro - - talking]
goes out

For all the
That think I make it again
See I'm sayin
We're back at

time, (heh heh)

[Verse 1 -

I'm 'em with this music I'm innovatin
Penetratin speakers, let me give you a demonstration (hu-huh)
You think that we hear the statement you hatin

I hit the strip in the Bentley, feel me?, you walkin and waitin
(hu-huh)
Me and Maganoo 'em hard
Got them the nod, just because we pull niggaz cards
Quick as (hu-huh) I got a intoxicatin this hard liquor
Gimme the mic, I'll spit a killer verse that'll with a (hu-huh)
I got ya bobbin neck to this beat, don't it (hu-huh)
This here make ya wreckin your Jeep, won't it (hu-huh)
wonder when will we come with the same magic
That make the game disappear then enter, I ain't had it (hu-huh)
I actin gorilla it, my game savage
You should push your album release back cause that crappy (hu-huh)
The game ain't been the same my name happened
Timbaland and Magoo and Club, who ain't snappin

Can you do it

We do it again
I said, can we do it
We gon' do it
Can we do it
We do it again
I said, can we do it

(OW!)

Can we do it
We gon' do it
I said, can we do it
We gon' do it

Can we do it
We do it again
I said, can we do it
(OW!) (hu-huh)

[Verse 2 -
Still spittin and killin 'em
I hear what you sayin, but overall you me (hu-huh)

Even though my neck and all glossy
And my truck big as an armored tank, I all flossy (hu-huh)
You could copy or hate on my
Steppin it up, you copyin or hate for a while (hu-huh)
I hit the leather, get the meters to
I lay my vocals and let Jimmy D, tweak 'em and freak 'em, like (hu-huh)
You don't we can do it again, do ya? (hu-huh)

Did it and we can do it again to ya (hu-huh)
You better love me, she be it up on me
I'm only gettin money and stackin it up homie (hu-huh)
I'm gettin serious, go 'head I don't play
And when I finished with this one, I bet you gon' say (hu-huh)
The game been the same since my name happened
Timbaland and Magoo and Beat Club, who snappin

[Verse 3 -
Ew we, my is pimpalicious
I'm more a rapper, eat my words I'm so nutritious (hu-huh)
Them other rappers come with heat talk
I talk about us in them sheets for sweet talk (hu-huh)
But if ya feelin and he leap
I fill 'em up bullets, then the grum reaper gon' reap (hu-huh)
You think I'm puttin that bird shit
I have you barely out your mouth on a curb bitch (hu-huh)
And if you keep talkin, then do it (hu-huh)
He playin Tim, I'ma fuckin do it (hu-huh)
I'm the Lock West, a lot of them guns
I ain't a killer but you makin Oo into one, son (hu-huh)

So give me mine and you can yours
It was Missy, Tim, and The who startin openin doors, whore (hu-huh)
The game ain't the same since Tim name happen
Timbaland and and Beat Club, who ain't snappin

(hu-huh)
(hu-huh)
(hu-huh)