Luyện nghe bài hát Wanna Move

ATL, Georgia to New York
Kings have arrived, 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, rock, don't stop, let's rock

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

Everyday that I up
I look up at and thank Him
He lifteths me up
So I see no haters

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

But keep it gangsta wit me, now go get ya lawyer
'Coz my combo quick and they like De La Hoya
Watch ya ass in the streets 'coz they come for ya
Chairman on the board, accept nothin' shorter

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

Don't you 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 y'all 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 droppin' but they break
And still standin' like the fuse on my
weight, kid

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

bang on and make this music that we sang on
A skunk nigga always got my stank on
Hang on, you shit before we came on
You know you lame, homes, you do the same
and over again, you buy the game, homes

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

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

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

Need I remind y'all I from the bottom
But I'm for the top
And I stoppin' 'til I got 'em
Call me for the weight
I'm droppin' records but they
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 a damn about a broad

I ain't floss in the fast lane
Ride past lames, I'm in the ATL, flyin' down cascade
gettin' money, ain't nothin' changed, man
Spent a mil' just to make my chain blang

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

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

I high on the music
I I might lose it
It's talkin' through the
I can it tellin' me to move

I high on the music
I feel I might it
It's talkin' through the
I can it tellin' me to move

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