Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Bounce

(Eightball)
Whats the
Whats up with a nigga, up in dis here
Fa
Historic hits, nigga Ali's fist
the world
Get freaked by a different bunch hot girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see ya got lil' girl
Got doe, got something to blow
You wanna get like that, head in the Benz
I love a that suck dick like that
Dirty, Southern
through yo' city
2000 Rocketship sittin' on chrome 20's
Choppin', collar poppin', platinum
Space Age 4 Eva means that we not be stoppin' (Yea Yea)
Eightball, MJG, DJ collaboration across the nation
Hittin' licks, me and my niggas so official with it
Poetic pimpin', ain't no playin' we step up in it
this, go all out nigga don't be scared to bust
Futuristic, you need to do is catch up with us

(Chorus 2X: Eightball)
Bounce,
Man get up on you and help me get it
Crunk,
Everybody up in let me see ya
Bounce,
If a nigga trippin we make them heaters
Buck,
Dime let me see you make that ass

(MJG)
I'm a killer the mic
Before I get buck the gun
1-9-7-2 was the
Tell a was the worst
You can't fuck the one
Nigga take ya out ya mouth
Get ya ass off the
MJG the heat when Quik droppin' this beat
I know that ya'll can rap, but I'ma this beat
Breakin 'em off dope seeds
The nigga the most of dis
Coast to to hit
Roll the shit, the shit
Kept
put it down on tape again
I got a of Hen
of Gin
A for now
And a fifth for
it ???
Take it shot for shot
You ain't got its not the spine
I got a stack of
Matter a fact a nigga hoes
Straight up mack hoes
If you a hoe, You gotta keep workin' the bitch
Don't and relax them hoes
A lot of niggas be to pimp
And a lot of pimpin' what a nigga be talkin' about
But when a tell a nigga to spend some money
The still be walkin 'em out
Takin 'em home, givin 'em cheese, beggin 'em
Talkin' about he'll my ki's, big trick
See I was born to pimp for shit
MJG equipped for this
Ain't no in here found time
Fake ass niggas is of my rhyme
Pimp tight, a bitch quick
Futuristic niggas shit

(Chorus 2x)

(DJ Quik)
unified
MJG and Q try
See me gettin' down Ball in the ??? with a palm full of smoke
Rappin' ain't no joke
So me to the of the boards
an MP and piano chords
Gettin' back to my evil
Lick him 3 times, he pay
Sidetrack, forgot your
It's a 10 to 4 bet that you ain't gonna forget
Get peeps up off my cheese
Put money in the pot, go squeeze
See the bright red just die
Shoot a whole meal, I might try
18 thou with the jewelery on the
When I hit a lick don't no more
Gamblin', tryin' to get up out the hood
Nothin' but scavengers and the ain't good
Show me it's sunny at, where it's funny at
with the polished toes, I'm a money cat
Tip toe blow walkin' on a raft
Put that shit back in ya I don't sniff that
I'm for the bud, and the brew
and some X a broad with some thug in her jewels
(Got Sex) 6 uniforms all on my
I was gone to, they didn't peep that
Had to be something else to make them
Give a nigga a let me clean the slate
No, I ain't have sex ya wife
No, I ain't make on ya life
Bitch, help me get my mind off this shit with an
I don't wanna see, I wanna you

(Chorus 2x)