Luyện nghe bài hát Bagg Up

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Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
(uh) bounce (uh)
Straight playa,
Two rides outside that OG ride
I'm but it's all gravy
skins, no Timbaland boots, get loot
I'll shoot if you try to me
Get clout when I'm out, money I'm all about
In a that's so shady
Peep streetness, never had a weakness
Peep this, I do daily
Follow my whole set, of moet
Bet they lay me
Six feet in the dirt, I'm the one the work
Got but they try to spray me
If I lack, keep straps, it's a wrap, gimme
You can roll me, yeah maybe
Hey the streets is like mixtapes
When an MC grind play crazy

Gimme room when I pull that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is what ya mad for?
Huh? Go on
See that Coup with maroon rag up?
Huh? Then
To your money hungry chicks that nag us
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E'rybody since they see I'm on a roll
Touch what's mine, you end up gettin' mowed
Ladies they love me like they just a pot of gold
Jackpot, I'm scoring big the globe
You can be hot, I'm what you not and cold
with the flow, dro when it goes
Sick, baby she never drove a stick
Until she was ontop of me, of the six
It's down round these parts
Nobody liked me I got the deal so don't start
Is it different? Is it I dunno what you yappin about
Its way too funky for you to what I'm rappin about
Chingy baby

Gimme some room when I that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that what ya mad
Go on then
See that with that maroon rag up?
Huh? Then
To your hungry chicks that always nag us
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How many must get dissed
For hatin on the NDP, New Pick
Don't it look like a hundred in my wrist?
I'm sorry I'm the glitter that your girls glists (??)
Swim the big fish, I hit I don't miss
Sorta like Starks free's for the Knicks
get me pissed, you'll take a big diss
It'll like you fell off a tall cliff
I'm a bully Cliff (??) I sank yo ship
Six from the clip if you pop off a lip
Just baby

Gimme some when I pull that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that ya mad for?
Go on then
See that Coup with maroon rag up?
What? Then
To your hungry chicks that always nag us
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