Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblin

Look at you go, okay, you
Look, go, go, at you go
you bubblin', look

1]
Yeah, one in the hand, one in the bag,
at the cash, look at the cash comin' in
Come get your man, lil nigga buggin' me
Did you see the Quit all that jaw-jackery
Don't need to pass me that, I want none of it (yeah)
These niggas mad it, had enough of it
Woah, watch you're sayin', how they're poppin' and shakin'
Got me hot as a laser, my posse and iratin'
And we act a fool for the paper, had a dream and I it
El Camino on Dayton's, Vintage Guess over
Put the bread on me bitch, bitch, you bet I'ma it
flat in a blanket, I might just roll out today
I might just roll out to Vegas, head to my old ways
Cop a full of Asian hoes and do blow all day
Look at me, baby, at me, baby
Don't I look like a I'm 'bout to clean out the safe
D-don't I look like somebody just be bodyin' everything
All that talkin is great but I don't be I air it out
All the problems have gotten to bury
I'd rather drown in them Hendrick's, I'd rather kiss on my
I been broker way longer than I been rich so until it out
take your mama to the Marriott and wear it out
Took me so long to get it, gonna it out
Let 'em all about it when I'm dead and gone

One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
at the cash, look at the cash bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)
(go)
One in the (look)
One in the (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash, (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)

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I'ma need all the you can give me
All the hot sauce, all the pie you can me
Better be all or nothin', don't me in the middle
You better be all you can, get higher the limit
for the Dumbos, plenty slides, I could shuffle
Hit the cadence my young bitch, Isaac Hayes, Billy Ocean
But the old hoe with the stick
Left my slippers at the function, it's hard to run in slides
Chick I you said you didn't have a husband
stud, no cuckold, Jackie Chan, no trouble
Can't kill up with the beat, blood drippin' from the
No Lord, not me, I can never be the one you wanna for
Money, money, the machine, guns, the Ferragamo store
R.I.P. to that I was broke, hopped in like the 911 Porsche
black, lookin' clean, dead prezi's in an envelope
Cookin up kanat, waitin' for the antidote, runnin' outta
Patience than her pantyhose

Get over and empty your pockets
I do that
You're my prisoner, you do what I tell you to do, get here
Haha, gonna get nasty about it!
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Frank! it, huh?
Stay the outta this!

One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash (okay you bubblin')
at the cash (look)
(go)
One in the (look)
One in the (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, at the cash bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)