Luyện nghe bài hát Bool, Balm & Bollective

1]
Woke up this morning feelin' bool and
Ain't have to no drank a niggas nerves was balm
Was it last night I had some bum
She got ratchet in the red we had a bomb
Then I pulled up at the lights niggas banging real hard
Had to tell them little never heard of yall
Tryna make a nigga lose his
Had to hit the gas on em' spilled my soda
My curve skills on 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 worth me down' detention
Sittin' in prison waiting' for my niggas, asking for money these bitches
When niggas start trippin' I be wanna tripping'
But I'm just and act like the bigger nigga

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

2]
So I pull up at Pammy
Pammy next to my family house
And tell you something I to dig out
I digging she start tripping I had to dip out
Smashin' out of the she threw a brick at my window
So I she ran up and Keyed my 64
See when a real nigga hit it needy 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 on me straight from the ? But I ain't pussy
Real niggas get it between dick and pussy
10 minutes later got a call on my
From a nigga sound like he was fresh jail
"Like Aye little nigga put your hands on my sister
Cause I gotta outta jail
With manslaughter a butcher
And she ain't no hooker, she no bitch
My momma raised her right, my little got sense"
I told him I ain't test her I just stopped her dick
Then I told him fuck you and 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 this and
All drama, have to hang up like is wack
I Shouldn't be talking' on the phone either cause I'm
If the police pull me over, my black ass back
And right up they alley, but I ain't a alley cat
I'm a red nose matter of fact
Turns on some jeezy thats what street slap
on leanna right on Spruce we in the back
Now my homie hollering' at me
Bought some real life shit and how its to be
So he me, get real close to me
Try to tell me bout some 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 some niggas that ain't real with me
He said to keep it P you is
They ain't never bool they better respect life

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, balm and
I'm bool, balm, and