Luyện nghe bài hát Bool, Balm & Bollective

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

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

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

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

3]
Gotta call little later bout this and
All drama, have to up like this is wack
I Shouldn't be talking' on the phone cause I'm strapped
If the police pull me over, my ass goin' back
And right up they alley, but I ain't a alley cat
I'm a red nose pitbull matter of
Turns on some jeezy thats what street nigga
Right on right on Spruce we in the back
Now my older homie at me
Bought some real life and how its 'sposed 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 and I listen
And I had to put my bid in
Can't it real with some niggas that ain't real with me
He said to it P you is right
They ain't never bool they better your life

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