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 club in my 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 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 best for real, I was blessed with
The FS in my necklace

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

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

I'll put a whole in your head, I hold bread
And my lawyer Johnny 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 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

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

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

See boy, tryin' fuck around me boy
Your like fuckin' a bitch with no see boy
I'm a G boy, get by the P boy
by the key boy, got dope 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
Pretend to be Big, to be Pac, pretend to be hot

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

But now I'm in the club 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 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 yes, I'm fresh yes

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

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

On my lean, stealin' my stance
Chinese print on the jeans, chicks my pants
And I got the steel in my pants, grind 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 fresh to the mami
Fresh from the mami, so I'm makin' 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 with my gun in my
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes

I said I'm 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

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 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 yes, I'm fresh yes
I'm yes, I'm fresh yes