Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It On

Aiyyo Jay word up; motherfuckers
Fuckin' that comeback shit like they cookin' crack
Shit I ain't frontin' all I want my green like slum change
Yaknahmsayin? Front the roll we back like rubbers motherfucker
For real; with no of AIDS
We keep our pockets fully blown, Roc-A-Fella click

Aiyyo we pattin pussy from Sugarhill to the Shark Bar
a bitch D in the marked car
We got the bad bitches gaspin' for air in
Searchin' for aspirin I ask then, we swing
You cling we do our and bring
Sling your ding-a-ling from Brooklyn to Beijing
East coast hostess hostile colossal, money
Like nostrils for dealin' apostles, huh
Al Pacino to Nino Brown
Me Jay and Primo, got it sewed the board like poquino
Teflon, make sure your is full
Cause I heard, Sammy the Bull lamps in Miami with
Tropical leaves where I got a few
With my man I'll stock a few G's, now it's cheese
Said we was garbage, so college
Street knowledge amazin' to scholars we coin phrases for dollars
Star studded with crystals, get fucked with pistols
to see my shit, discharge puss
I drop the stellar, acapella
I got to tell all about

Yeah, bring it on if you you can hang
And if not let me do my thang
Yeah, it on if you think you can hang
And if not then let me do my
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can
And if not let me do my thang
Yeah, bring it on if you think you can
And if not then let me do my

of a young Bobby DeNiro, spent Spanish wisdoms
In a whip with dinero, crime organized like the
I cream, I diamond
High post Hakeem, got a lot of things to drop
Brooklyn to Queens, I gotta keep my
Niggaz wanna try to hem my jeans
Uptown fiend for to appear on the scene
In the meanwhile, here's somethin dope for y'all to
Liaison for on in
Money make the go around so I made songs to spin
Can I Live, did dough, my nigs, dividends flow
Like the riv', lookin jig'
Can't do for dolo, had to turn away Tony killed Manolo
real, mixed feelings like a mulatto
Thug thought he was O.G. Johnson
I played him Benny Blanco, mano a mano
You ain't ready, I find no trigger up shoot my guns
Horizontal, get weight up, I am
Two point two pounds you're barely a hundred and twenty-five
Wouldn't expect y'all to this money
Do the knowledge, do the few dollars, I'm due to
Crews Brooklyn through to a hood near you, what the fuck...

("Bring it on if you you can hang...")

is power
I'm into cheddick with facial
Pure fetish for cheddars
letters you move you're deadish
I make moves that remove out of shoes
You suck pistol pipe with the crystal
John Stockton assist you
Cowboys or like we foulin in the U.N.
So what the fuck you
Whatever nigga Fahrvegnugen, yet polished
Spankin with the commas
Bangin out the Bahamas
On of llama we cry nada, fly frather
Fry hotter, you die
with me witness manana
Absence of in my palace
cousin now Dallas trigger finger with the callous
Tip from mail to keep these niggaz off balance
Your frequent to O.T.B. you feedin me
Steam a nigga schemin on the wrist action with the
Jewels for Pop Duke fulfill your
Never put the pure sugar before the dirty green cream

Yeah, bring it on if you you can hang
And if not then let me do my
Yeah, bring it on if you you can hang
And if not then let me do my
Yeah, bring it on if you you can hang
And if not then let me do my
Yeah, bring it on if you you can hang
And if not then let me do my

"Yeah, bring it on... it on..."
"Yeah, bring it on... it on..."
"Yeah, it on... bring it on..."
"Yeah, it on... bring it on..."
"Yeah, it on... bring it on..."