Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Bounce

(Eightball)
Whats the
up with a nigga, Eightball up in dis here
Fa
hits, nigga like Ali's fist
Rock the
Get freaked by a different bunch hot girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to
You wanna get that, gimme head in the Benz
I a chick that suck dick like that
Dirty, Southern
Bouncin' through yo'
2000 Rocketship sittin' on some 20's
Choppin', poppin', platinum droppin'
Space Age 4 Eva that we will not be stoppin' (Yea Yea)
Eightball, MJG, DJ Quik collaboration the nation
Hittin' licks, shawty me and my niggas so with it
Poetic pimpin', ain't no playin' when we 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,
up in here let me see ya
Bounce,
If a nigga trippin we gone make them
Buck,
Dime let me see you make that ass

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

(Chorus 2x)

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

(Chorus 2x)