Luyện nghe bài hát Bagg Up

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Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce (uh) (uh)
Straight playa,
Two rides outside that OG ride
I'm high but all gravy
skins, no Timbaland boots, get loot
I'll if you try to play me
Get when I'm out, money what I'm all about
In a world so shady
this streetness, never had a weakness
Peep this, I do daily
Follow my whole set, bottles of
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, daps
You can roll with me, yeah
Hey the streets is like mixtapes
When an MC grind don't play

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

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

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