Luyện nghe bài hát Bagg Up

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Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up)
(uh) bounce (uh)
Straight playa,
Two rides outside with OG ride
I'm high but it's all
skins, no Timbaland boots, get loot
I'll shoot if you try to me
Get clout I'm out, money what I'm all about
In a that's so shady
Peep this streetness, never had a
Peep this, I do this
Follow my whole set, of moet
Bet until lay me
Six in the dirt, I'm the one with the work
Got hits but they try to me
If I lack, keep straps, a wrap, gimme daps
You can roll me, yeah maybe
Hey the streets is mine mixtapes
When an MC grind don't crazy

Gimme some room when I pull Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that ya mad for?
Go on then
See that Coup with that rag up?
Huh? Then
To your money hungry chicks always nag us
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E'rybody talkin they see I'm on a roll
Touch what's mine, you gon' end up gettin'
Ladies they me like they just found a pot of gold
Jackpot, I'm scoring big the globe
You can be hot, I'm what you not and cold
Cold with the flow, dro it goes
Sick, baby said she never a stick
she was ontop of me, backseat of the six
It's goin down 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 when I pull that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that ya mad for?
Huh? Go on
See that with that maroon rag up?
What? Then
To your money chicks that always nag us
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How many MC's get dissed
For hatin on the NDP, New Draft
Don't it look a hundred moons in my wrist?
I'm sorry I'm the glitter that girls seen glists (??)
Swim the big fish, I hit I don't miss
Sorta like Starks free's for the Knicks
Don't get me pissed, you'll a big diss
It'll like you fell off a tall cliff
I'm a bully like (??) I sank yo ship
Six o'clock the clip if you pop off a lip
Just Chingy

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