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 ready to get my drink on, on one
go

Chillin' in the club in my b-boy
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 hoodie on with my gun in my
I'm fresh yes, I'm 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 for real, I come at niggaz necks for real
Tryin' build my got me stressed for real
I'ma gain my 'cause I'm extra real
And I'm extra fly, you extra high

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

I'll put a whole in your head, 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 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

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

I get it on the block like a b-boy
If you cop a of rocks you get a free boy
You could take a of shots and get a key loy
If you try to what I got, a stick 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 the industry over
Life's a war, we was meant to be
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 that pretendin' gon' stop
And the slugs eventually pop
'Cause all the real thugs in the box or the oxe
VIP lookin' like a block

But now 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

I said I'm chillin' in the 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

Okay, I'm fresh to death a million bucks
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 be feelin' they tough
I ain't a killa but you will get touched
I network, sweatshirt with the hood, got the steel in the
And my lil' man the dutch while I chill in the cut

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

and Koch mami 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 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 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

Chillin' in the club in my 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 on with my gun in my pants
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes
I'm fresh yes, I'm yes