Luyện nghe bài hát Bool, Balm & Bollective

1]
Woke up this morning feelin' and balm
Ain't have to drank no drank a niggas was balm
Was it cause last I had some bum
She got ratchet in the red dress we had a
I pulled up at the lights them niggas banging real hard
Had to them little niggas never heard of yall
make a nigga lose his composure
Had to hit the gas on em' spilled my soda
My skills on deck they want the recipe
They like how you do it and then it movin'
see me I usually lose it
When nigga act stupid, like he ain't know my record
Actin' like he with the business but he ain't worth me detention
Sittin' in waiting' for my niggas, asking for money from these bitches
When niggas start trippin' I be wanna tripping'
But I'm just bicken and act the bigger nigga

I'm bool, balm and
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm, and
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm, and

2]
So I pull up at House
stay next to my family house
And tell you I used to dig out
I stopped she start tripping I had to dip out
Smashin' out of the driveway she threw a brick at my
So I stopped she ran up and my 64
See when a nigga hit it needy bitches go schizo
This dick is not a rental, should of knew get go
Get go, get, get get go
I'm like Casper but I wait until I hit to get ghost
She called her brother on me straight from the ? But I ain't
Real niggas get it between dick and pussy
10 minutes later got a call on my
From a sound like he was fresh outta jail
"Like Aye little nigga don't put your on my sister
Cause I just gotta jail
manslaughter with a butcher
And she ain't no hooker, she ain't no
My momma raised her right, my little got sense"
I told him I ain't test her I stopped giving' her dick
Then I him fuck you and hung up like click

I'm bool, balm and
I'm bool, balm and
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm, and
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm, and
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm, and

3]
Gotta call little later bout and that
All drama, have to hang up like is wack
I Shouldn't be talking' on the phone either I'm strapped
If the pull me over, my black ass goin' back
And thats right up they alley, but I a alley cat
I'm a red nose pitbull of fact
Turns on some jeezy thats street nigga slap
Right on leanna on Spruce we in the back
Now my homie hollering' at me
Bought some life shit and how its 'sposed to be
So he approaches me, get close to me
Try to tell me some niggas thats close to me
So I listen and I listen and I
And I had to put my bid in
Can't keep it real with niggas that ain't real with me
He said to it P you is right
They never bool they better respect your life

I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm and
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm, and
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm, and
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm, and