Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Wild

Mr. Brown
Ayy, ayy, ayy
I brought the with us

Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, it down
Buck & Wild, yeah, that's my style,
Fuck it up, it up

1]
Fuck it, it up
out your chest (yeah)
Stretched to the
working out and flex
Why we it, fuck it up?
I go with the check, ayy
that motorboat, got that chicken with the breast
Sitting on hills, I [??] up, don't need no telly (no)
Seen your big ol' ass but that is like [??] (woah)
Tell me what's the charge car, like I'm Nelly
Party in my pants, turn that to confetti (woah)
it up, duck if you bug (woah)
They lie enough, in I trust
Niggas hopped up in my lane, I switch up in and adjust
Hit the button, leave the
Baby, know I'm in a to see you

Fuck it up, it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
it up, bust it down
Buck & Wild, yeah, that's my style,
it up, fuck it up

2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, off the fly, screaming fuck the side
be sly, get you high, I got all of the supplies
Can't where I'm from, L.A. city I [??]
No surprise, feel Pac and twist my fingers in a knot
Hold it, hold it down, I'm it fuck around and drown,
Chuck stay around, got the hammer, fix your frown,
Niggas swear they it, yeah, you just like a clown
Say, my name and that money weight
Pound
Fuck up, forty-two, she flush
and [??], stuff
With that Mac for
Tell her back it up, while I'm pulling on her feefi
Going ape shit like [??], watch them go Hoodini, yeah

Fuck it up, it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, bust it
Buck & Wild, yeah, that's my style,
Fuck it up, it up