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 'cause I'm it
You want beef? I got Criscos, we can get it
Call me Milonakis
All I get is bags, all I get is
Smoking big of that funky
I pull up, get that money 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 Mayweather, it's a damn knock out
I ain't it in school, Chief So was a drop out
Something something something, I now
I was thinking about the guap put my guap 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 need 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
Like Kobe, Shaq, D.Rose and Butler, we be
If you talking some millions, we be on it ay

Big bands, I be poppin'
I up this fucking pistol then I it, I pop it
I all this shit 'cause I'm bout 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 of that funky
I pull up, get that then I'm bouncin'

I pull up, get that check I'm in to win
I got two Glock forties, be twenty twins
Don't wanna fuck bitch, she got a shitty wig
Shot four out the thirty, we got
Pulled up swagging, know you seeing
came to my crib, you know she eatin' this
She have 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 wasn't good in science but I my numbers
I'm ballin', ring ring, tell your bitch callin'

Big rubber bands, I be
I up fucking pistol then I cock it, I pop it
I talk all this '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 Backwoods of that
I pull up, get that money then I'm