Luyện nghe bài hát B-boy Stance

Chillin' in the in my b-boy stance
My hoodie on my gun in my pants

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

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

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

I'm fresh to death, to impress
Fresh for real, nigga dressed to
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 necks for
Tryin' my success got me stressed for real
I'ma gain my respect 'cause I'm real
And I'm extra fly, you extra high

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

I'll put a whole in your head, 'cause I bread
And my Johnny Cochran old head
Clappin' a pound, he ain't me down
And I strapped 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 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 my gun in my pants
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes

I get it poppin' on the block like a
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 what I got, a stick me boy

See boy, fuck around with me boy
Your wrist like 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 for years and watched rap cats pretend to be Hova
to be Big, pretend to be Pac, pretend to be hot

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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