Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

ATL, Georgia to New York
have arrived, fuck with me now

Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's
Let's rock, let's rock, stop, let's rock
Let's rock, let's rock, stop, let's rock
Let's rock, let's rock, stop, let's rock

Hey, forever I'm on the
My mind is already up
the finest wine
It's private to Jamaica

Everyday I wake up
I look up at Christ and Him
He lifteths me up
So I don't see no

Well, let me get this shit in order, I got for you
You ever a black man walk on water?
Nigga, talk and I'ma try to ignore ya
Get disrespectful, I'ma have to for ya

But it gangsta wit me, now don't go get ya lawyer
'Coz my quick and they comin' like De La Hoya
Watch ya ass in the streets 'coz they come for ya
Chairman on the board, won't accept nothin'

Don't you wanna
Don't this you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
Come the fride

you wanna move?
Don't this make you groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
Come the ride

Need I remind I started from the bottom
But I'm for the top
And I stoppin' 'til I got 'em
Call me clumsy for the
I'm records but they break
And still like the fuse on my cannon
weight, kid

Top shelf, you gotta reach high to be the
I'm like Hennessey and coke, XO and nothin'
I'm the nigga, the B I G, I know you know the
I was to told ya no, I ain't gon' rest

I'ma on and make this music that we sang on
A pussy nigga always got my stank on
Hang on, you wasn't shit we came on
You you lame, homes, you do the same song
Over and over again, you buy the game,

Nigga, you don't none
Zero, ziltch, nada,
That this through the [Incomprehensible]
Now out ya candles, you do or ya don't, son

you wanna move?
Don't this make you groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you on music, on music
Come the ride

Don't you wanna
this make you wanna groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
Come enjoy the

Need I remind y'all I started from the
But I'm for the top
And I stoppin' 'til I got 'em
me clumsy for the weight
I'm droppin' records but break
And still standin' like the on my cannon
weight, kid

Here we go back again, makin' the go
Bump, bump, bump, bump, bump, bump up in ya back so
Why do act so hard?
I don't give a damn a broad

I ain't gotta in the fast lane
Ride right past lames, I'm in the ATL, flyin' cascade
Still gettin' money, ain't changed, man
Spent a couple just to make my chain blang

Nigga, you don't none
Zero, ziltch, nada,
That shut through the [Incomprehensible]
Now out ya candles, you do or ya don't, son

Don't you wanna
Don't this make you groove?
Let the get to you
And let us get you high on music, on
Come enjoy the

I feel high on the
I feel I lose it
It's talkin' the melody
I can it tellin' me to move

I feel high on the
I I might lose it
talkin' through the melody
I can hear it me to move

Are you to press play?
Are you ready to play?
Nah, they ain't
don't believe me yet, baby
Y'all believe me yet?