Luyện nghe bài hát Bouncin

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 beef? 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'

I pull up hop out, I pop out
I got the cops out, hot out, I got Glocks out
I up this forty Mayweather, it's a damn out
I ain't it in school, Chief 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 knocked
It's a parade here, all you see is shells
I dress myself, bitch I don't need a
I got my pistol in case the violence
I think my gay, I pulled him out the closet
I call my Ye' 'cause he half went to college
I my desert 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 pistol then I cock it, I pop it
I talk all this shit 'cause I'm it
You want I got Criscos, we can get it poppin'
Call me bag-head
All I get is bags, all I get is
Smoking big Backwoods of that
I pull up, get that money I'm bouncin'

I pull up, get that check I'm in to win
I got two Glock forties, be twenty twins
Don't fuck your bitch, she got a shitty wig
Shot four out the thirty, we got
Pulled up swagging, know you seeing
Bitch came to my crib, you know she this
She can't have her phone, be leaking shit
I'm an anti-ass nigga, I don't for shit
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 rubber bands, I be
I up this pistol then I cock it, I pop it
I talk all this '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
big Backwoods of that funky
I pull up, get that money then I'm