Luyện nghe bài hát Bool, Balm & Bollective

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

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

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

I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, and bollective
I'm bool, balm, and
I'm bool, balm and
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 this is wack
I Shouldn't be talking' on the phone cause I'm strapped
If the police pull me over, my black ass back
And thats right up they alley, but I a alley cat
I'm a red nose matter of fact
Turns on some jeezy what street nigga slap
Right on leanna right on we in the back
Now my homie hollering' at me
Bought some real life shit and how its to be
So he approaches me, get close to me
Try to tell me bout 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 some that ain't real with me
He said to keep it P you is
They ain't never bool they better 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, balm and
I'm bool, balm, and