Luyện nghe bài hát B-boy Stance

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

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

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

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

I'm a threat for real, I come at necks for real
build my success got me stressed for real
I'ma gain my respect 'cause I'm extra
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 extra shit, get an clip
I get extra lip, just expect to die

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

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

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

See boy, tryin' around with me boy
wrist 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 the industry over
Life's a war, we was to be soldiers
I sat back for years and watched rap pretend to be Hova
Pretend to be Big, pretend to be Pac, to be hot

But all that gon' eventually stop
And the slugs eventually pop
'Cause all the thugs in the box or the penatentary oxe
VIP lookin' like a block

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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