Luyện nghe bài hát B-boy Stance

Chillin' in the club in my b-boy
My hoodie on with my gun in my

Yeah,
I'm to get my drink on, on this one
go

Chillin' in the club in my stance
My hoodie on with my gun in my
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes

I said I'm in the club in my b-boy stance
My on with my gun in my pants
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes

I'm to death, dressed to impress
Fresh for real, nigga to kill
I'm the for real, I was blessed with skill
The FS in my necklace

I'm a threat for real, I come at niggaz for real
Tryin' build my success got me stressed for
I'ma gain my 'cause I'm extra real
And I'm extra fly, you just high

If it wasn't for drugs, you'd be extra shy
Knowin' if I throw them you gon' testify
F' the shit, get an extra clip
I get some lip, just expect to die

I'll put a in your head, 'cause I hold bread
And my lawyer Cochran old head
Clappin' a pound, he ain't pattin' me
And I stay man I got my gat on me now

I'm just chillin' in the in my b-boy stance
My on with my gun in my pants
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes

I said I'm chillin' in the in my b-boy stance
My on with my gun in my pants
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes

I get it poppin' on the like a b-boy
If you cop a of rocks you get a free boy
You could a couple of shots and get a key loy
If you try to take what I got, a me boy

See boy, tryin' around with me boy
Your like fuckin' a bitch with no see boy
I'm a G boy, get by the P boy
Coke by the key boy, got and the E boy

Me boy, I'm 'bout to take the over
a war, we was meant to be soldiers
I sat back for years and watched rap pretend to be Hova
to be Big, pretend to be Pac, pretend to be hot

But all that pretendin' gon' eventually
And the slugs gonna pop
'Cause all the real in the box or the penatentary oxe
VIP lookin' a penetentary block

But now I'm in the club in my b-boy stance
My hoodie on my gun in my pants
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes

I said I'm chillin' in the in my b-boy stance
My on with my gun in my pants
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes

Okay, I'm fresh to death a million bucks
My Benz got big rims and my lift up
Dependin' on how I'm might be wheelin' the truck
Either way the chicks on my nuts, you know what I'm sayin'?

I ain't playin' with them niggaz be feelin' they tough
I a killa but you still will get touched
I network, sweatshirt with the hood, got the steel in the
And my lil' man feelin' the dutch I chill in the cut

On my lean, chicks my stance
Chinese print on the jeans, spillin' my pants
And I got the in my pants, don't grind on me
I dance I got the nine on me

Heckler and Koch mami fresh the box mami
Got panani wet 'cause I'm fresh to the socks mami
Fresh from the block mami, so I'm it fun
See life a bitch, but I'm her cum and I'm

Chillin' in the club in my b-boy
My hoodie on my gun in my pants
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes

I said I'm chillin' in the club in my stance
My hoodie on my gun in my pants
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes

Chillin' in the club in my b-boy
My on with my gun in my pants
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes

I I'm chillin' in the club in my b-boy stance
My hoodie on with my gun in my
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes