Luyện nghe bài hát Bouncin

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

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

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

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

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