Luyện nghe bài hát Bounce

3 chainz,
Caught up in my bullshit, put head on backwards
And skate off after, engage in laughter 'bout what happened
Fingers and napkins get to mammies, is that too graphic?
you in traffic, you sitting daffy like stealing candy
My ceiling's absent, my wheels are massive, my friends
All of us bastards, our queens and our women dancers
My rivers rapid, my are splashin', my gills are flappin'
I bend matches, then sip some gas and went kissed a dragon

I'm really rappin', I'm finger snappin', I'm pistol
niggas slippin', my swag is drippin', so here's a napkin
What's happnin' bro?
Verbal attackin', I'm passion
what I mean, see I'm the king like I'm from Akron
I'm going overboard, somebody the captain
And when it come to getting checks, I always want the fat
I'm so high I can to a chandelier
My a glass of Ace of Spade and yours a can of beer

Too bitches, too many blunts, too many buttons
Not enough bullets, them buggin', the squad is comin'
AK on shoulder, no shoulder shruggin', aim at nugget
My sticky like acupuncture and Magnus honey
Knock on the side door three times and have money
Or get to steppin' like stompin', I'll slap a junkie
I'm having with Italian Sonny, don't ask the subject
Lord why you took Rabbit from me, he say ask me nothing
Too many bodies, too many bangers, too bundles
Not enough bullets, these niggas buggin', I heard stung you
gon' be trouble, we come through and catch you while you cuddle
Them shotgun barrels like tunnels nigga, even mumble

I'm back to ballin', I'm in the full of Magnums only
Pull on the scene and I fuck queen playing Pastor Troy
Our weed ready, turkey and Castrol oil
That's turn your guillotine to a fashion show
In 4 minutes I'll turn this into forensics in a car with a foreign broad
That's long winded, paper long, and you long, you just don't get it
the phone up and Satan, told me want a song with me
Hotter than Mississippi, the of 1950s
In a van full of some and white bitches
Get pulled for swervin' like "Hi, officer,"
he ask me why I was swerving, "I'm high, officer."

I can make it by myself
I can it bounce by myself
I can it bounce by myself
I can make it by myself
I can make it bounce by
I can it bounce by myself
I can make it by myself
I can it bounce by myself

Got a mansion, a condo, a cabin, I in my Phantom
So high dancing with the stars to the Star Spangled
I your channel, I change your pattern, I ring your Saturn
I bang your madam, she get on top and I shake the
I make her straddle gather and calculate the data
I listen up for the or the baby rattle
I play the shadows, don't play no games, I get at 'em
I'm on the all day like it's my favorite album

A plate of salmon, the Cayman Islands, a stripper
If I get the car first, I'll have a temper tantrum
I'm innovative, I demonstrated, this played it
I don't care if you owe me a nick, you need to pay me
I kiss ya lady, eat her pussy, then kiss the
Get situated, get keys off table, leave her 80
I really it, get it maid, Schwarzenegger
wrestle niggas, I spatula all you action figures

I'm so the blunt feel like a dumbbell
These niggas tiny like a spider on a Webb
I got some upscale on my thumbnail
I it to my fun girls, they say fuck yeah

I'm this shit like whatever
When I go leave for the better
I told her you dig a shovel
I a Ferrari in yellow
Just so I can all my yellow bitches
I a playa since elementary
I got more than a penitentiary
I got a clip that hang inches

I can make it by myself
I can make it bounce by
I can make it by myself
I can it bounce by myself
I can it bounce by myself
I can it bounce by myself
I can it bounce by myself
I can it bounce by myself