Luyện nghe bài hát Bouncin

Big bands, I be poppin'
I up this pistol then I cock it, I pop it
I talk all shit 'cause I'm bout it
You want beef? I got Criscos, we can get it
Call me bag-head
All I get is bags, all I get is
Smoking big Backwoods of that
I up, get that money then I'm bouncin'

I up hop out, I don't pop out
I got the out, it's hot out, I got Glocks out
I up this forty Mayweather, a damn knock out
I ain't make it in school, Chief So was a out
Something something something, I now
I was thinking about the guap then put my out
I'm Sosa Ray Charles, you can still get knocked
a parade here, all you see is Glock shells
I dress myself, bitch I don't a stylist
I got my pistol in case the violence
I my chopper gay, I pulled him out the closet
I call my chopper Ye' 'cause he half to college
I call my desert "Desert Storm "cause we be warrin'
I think my Mac wanna be a rapper, we be
Kobe, Shaq, D.Rose and Butler, we be ballin'
If you bout some millions, we be on it ay

Big rubber bands, I be
I up this fucking then I cock it, I pop it
I all this shit 'cause I'm bout it
You beef? I got Criscos, we can get it poppin'
Call me Milonakis
All I get is bags, all I get is
Smoking big Backwoods of funky
I pull up, get that money then I'm

I up, get that check then I'm in to win
I got two forties, them be twenty twins
Don't wanna fuck bitch, she got a shitty wig
four out the thirty, we got twenty-six
Pulled up swagging, know you seeing
Bitch to my crib, you know she eatin' this
She can't have her phone, hoes be leaking
I'm an anti-ass nigga, I don't for shit
Chief so got totin' llamas
I got a HK caliber, Da
I wasn't good in science but I knew my
I'm ballin', ring ring, tell your bitch callin'

Big bands, I be poppin'
I up fucking pistol then I cock it, I pop it
I talk all this 'cause I'm bout it
You beef? I got Criscos, we can get it poppin'
me bag-head Milonakis
All I get is bags, all I get is
Smoking big of that funky
I pull up, get money then I'm bouncin'