Luyện nghe bài hát Bouncin

Big rubber bands, I be
I up this pistol 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 of that funky
I pull up, get money then I'm bouncin'

I up hop out, I don't pop out
I got the cops out, it's hot out, I got out
I up this forty Mayweather, a damn knock out
I ain't make it in school, So was a drop out
Something something, I forgot now
I was thinking about the guap then put my out
I'm Sosa Ray Charles, you can still get down
It's a here, all you see is Glock shells
I dress myself, bitch I need a stylist
I got my just in case the violence
I my chopper gay, I pulled him out the closet
I call my chopper Ye' 'cause he went to college
I call my eagle "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 talking bout millions, we be on it ay

Big bands, I be poppin'
I up this fucking then I cock it, I pop it
I all this 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 pull up, get that money then I'm

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

Big bands, I be poppin'
I up this fucking then 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
big Backwoods of that funky
I pull up, get that money I'm bouncin'