Luyện nghe bài hát Bacc At It Again

Cook shit up Quay!

Oh my gosh back at it (Back at it)

In the kitchen
I'm again (Whip it)
Keep on playing bitch I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
I'm in the hood think I'm back trapping again (Trappin')

Oh my back at it again (Back at it)
On my grizzy niggas again (Woo)
Big ole forty on me, back packin' (Blaow)
Keep a quarter on me, in the Benz (Cash, cash)

Uhh, at it, back at it, uhh
Count up a throw racks at it, uhh
my wrist a Titanic, uhh
Ice hit the glacier, it do (Ice)
Uhh, your nigga gon' panic
I see through her panties a panoramic (Hey)
Yeah now get back to
And get back to
Young back at it (Woo)
Uhh, if it's too crowded might out the
And say let them through (Pow pow)
it one thousand when I'm in the booth
I two thousand to step in the shoes (Gang)
Gang on gang how you we gon' lose (Gang)
Back to back motorcade, that how we (Woo)
On momma was sitting on the stoop (Momma)
When I hopped up I took off to the (Ooh)

Oh my gosh back at it (Back at it)
In the kitchen
I'm wrapping (Whip it)
Keep on playing bitch then I'm ya friend (Woo)
I'm in the hood they I'm back trapping again (Trappin')
Oh my gosh at it again (Back at it)
On my grizzy niggas sta-stacking (Woo)
Big ole on me, back packing again (Blaow)
Keep a on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)

My like Fiji, bitch, I'm Yella Beezy
Iced-out in freezer, just copped a Luigi
Oh it easy, you tripping I'm leaving
My drank in the freezer, this shit don't easy
I'm trapping I it, my blood double G me
The the heater, take la señorita
I'll send some shots a nigga wife-beater
Chopper knock a nigga out on his
Don't me, lil baby, I'm sorry don't need ya
Last month I got shot up, I been win up on
Body for body my niggas some
We tit for tat, you busted and bleeding
Stop in Atlanta in the booth my Nina
Back in the day used to in a Beamer
I'm a true hustler my is a schemer
Skeet in her eyes and that lil bitch a (Aye)

Oh my back at it again (Back at it)
In the whipping
I'm again (Whip it)
Keep on bitch then I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
I'm in the hood they I'm back trapping again (Trappin')
Oh my gosh at it again (Back at it)
On my niggas sta-stacking again (Woo)
Big ole forty on me, packing again (Blaow) (Huh)
a quarter on me, backpack in the Benz (Cash, cash)

Wrist so froze, can't shake
I gotta you a pound
Way my bank account
I'm still slinging pounds (Wow)
Told castin' my vote for who tryna get this dope cross the border
Grew up East Atlanta,
But stand my ground like it's
Fuck the judge, the bailiff,
the local reporter
Tell the whole to my lawyer
slicker than oil
Park the Dawn, rode the to the trap with the Adler
like a Rolls Royce dealership
Every time I out my cars
the stars, buy the bar
Neighborhood (S'Gucci)
Twenty-four K, Bruno
to the drawers (Guwop)
I'm thinking' large, old money, Chico DeBarge
Lou say I'm 20 moving this part (S'Gucci)

Oh my back at it again (Back at it)
In the kitchen
I'm wrapping (Whip it)
Keep on playing bitch I'm stabbing ya friend (Woo)
I'm in the they think I'm back trapping again (Trappin')
Oh my gosh back at it (Back at it)
On my grizzy sta-stacking again (Woo)
Big ole forty on me, packing again (Blaow)
Keep a quarter on me, backpack in the (Cash, cash)