Luyện nghe bài hát Bring It Out

I got a in the car, I'm boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin' nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I'm boutta her out
I got on whips this year, I'm bout to bring 'em out
I'm boutta bang it out, I'm boutta it out
I'm boutta it out, I'm boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I'm boutta it out
We don't back to no cops, we just air 'em out

If you ain't spraying for the gang we puttin' you out
I got my inside my shirt, don't make me bring one out
I got that thing, car, don't make me bring it out
I put 'em burkins in the closet, told her one out, hah

Whip that soda, ice like
Double on motor on the
Got your thing, took her to boa
her to the crib, made her do yoga
I got bitches I know you ain't seen yet
Got the 4488 you see yet
These rappers make me pull out my tennis chain
I'm back and forth my bitches like a tennis game
I'm niggas GYG, I put 'em in the hearse
My bitch you hoes, you know she had it first
I got 'em I do the most, yeah I love to roast
I could've got the wraith, but it fit my hoes
I came up way up out the mud and up like a key
I hit the club and valet me I can keep my key
I'll shoot it out with all these niggas I give a fuck
I got a hundred niggas with me, I give a fuck

I got a thing in the car, I'm boutta it out
Fuck what you talkin' 'bout nigga, we gotta it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I'm boutta her out
I got whips on this year, I'm bout to bring 'em out
I'm bang it out, I'm boutta bang it out
I'm boutta it out, I'm boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I'm bring it out
We talk back to no cops, we just air 'em out

Big face rollie, rock
Air 15, leave a hold up
Got a cash, still move fast
Dope in the pot, in the trash
I'm addicted to the pace, I'm a trap
Why you talk behind my back you should act
Make the money come like a lap nigga
Treat you like you did good cause I clap
I got shooters on deck and its fun
Put your fingers in the air, get a gun
you got a bitch nigga, get a real one
Couple in a month I hit a million
I done had too much to drink I fell on her
Had a with my bitch, put Chanel on her
I'm still married to the game, got my ring,
clip beat hit his bitch, we can bang out

I got a in the car, I'm boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin' nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I'm bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I'm bout to 'em out
I'm boutta bang it out, I'm boutta it out
I'm boutta it out, I'm boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I'm boutta it out
We don't back to no cops, we just air 'em out

If you spraying for the gang then we puttin' you out
I got my inside my shirt, don't make me bring one out
I got that thing, car, don't make me bring it out
I put 'em in the closet, told her bring one out, hah