Luyện nghe bài hát B-boy Stance

Chillin' in the club in my b-boy
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 on with my gun in my pants
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 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, nigga to kill
I'm the best for real, I was with skill
The FS in my still

I'm a threat for real, I come at niggaz for real
Tryin' build my success got me 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, be extra shy
Knowin' if I throw them slugs you gon'
F' the extra shit, get an clip
I get some extra lip, expect to die

put a whole in your head, 'cause I hold bread
And my lawyer Cochran old head
a pound, he ain't pattin' me down
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 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 hoodie on with my gun in my
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 take what I got, a me boy

See boy, fuck around with me boy
wrist 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 to take the industry over
Life's a war, we was meant to be
I sat back for and watched rap cats pretend to be Hova
to be Big, pretend to be Pac, pretend to be hot

But all that 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 with my gun in my
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 yes, I'm fresh yes

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

I ain't playin' with them 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 dutch while I in the cut

On my lean, chicks stealin' my
Chinese print on the jeans, chicks my pants
And I got the steel in my pants, don't on me
I dance 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
from the block 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 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 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

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

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