Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblin (Remix)

[Intro: .Paak]
Look at you go, okay, you
Look, go, go, at you go
Okay, you bubblin',

[Verse 1: .Paak]
Yeah, one in the hand, one in the bag,
Look at the cash, at the cash comin' in
Come get your mans, this lil' nigga me
Just leave the bag, all that jaw-jackery
Don't pass me that, I don't want none of it (yeah)
These mad about it, had enough of it
Woah, watch what you sayin', all that poppin' and
Got me hot as a laser, my posse deep and
And we act a for the paper, had a dream and I made it
El Camino on Dayton's, Vintage Guess over
Put the bread on me, bitch, bitch, you bet bank it
Piggy flat in a blanket, I might roll out today
I just roll out to Vegas, head back to my old ways
Cop a full of Asian hoes and do blow all day
at me, baby, look at me, baby
Don't I look like a million? I'm 'bout to out the safe
D-don't I look like somebody that just be everything?
All that is great, but I don't be talkin', I air it out
All the problems have easy to bury
I'd rather them in Hendrick's, I'd rather kiss on my Mary
I been broker way longer than I been rich, so until it out
I'ma take your to the Marriott and wear it out
me so long to get it, gonna spread it out
Let 'em know all about me I'm dead and gone

[Chorus: .Paak]
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 bubblin' (okay, you bubblin')
at the cash (look)
(go)
One in the (look), one in the hand (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)

Yo, Anderson .Paak, Rhymes!

2: Busta Rhymes]
Every I come I hit a nigga in the middle
Hit a high, hit a nigga low
And as I fuck it up a lil'
I 'em and I get 'em
And they whine when I hit the
[?] lil bit of [?]
'Cause the spot Bubblin' my nigga it down (where at)
Now put the money in the bag
Over here my right now, gottta go
So much truth in the nigga
Like the gonna pop
Boilin' and bubblin' and its everything I got
I got a [?]
Boy we be and try to make a nigga stop
[?] and then we him in the head
'til we got him tumblin' and shufflin' and mumblin' and
And a hard time recoverin'
Back for more than (ay ay ay)
in the air, everybody better put 'em up
Everybody get to the back
money, nigga get it up
Know what I
Every time we up niggas wilin' on the scene
back, look jack, fuck around and make a nigga [?]
Any time that I come and I get up in the
Niggas already know there's be a killin'
And I give you more, hit 'em the raw
[?]
[?]
When I this [?]
Bitches they be and bickerin'
know to give it up
And nothing to question, better believe we be
(let's go!)

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

[Chorus: .Paak]
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, at the cash bubblin' (okay, you bubblin')
Look at the (look)
(go)
One in the hand (look), one in the (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)