Luyện nghe bài hát Buckin' M Horse

(*Woman Spanish*) - w/ ad libs

Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, giddy up (throwin up this old for life, fool)
my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up (oh a la rasa)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up (playin old cuts, doin donuts fool)
my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo

1]
I got more bass than a bit
Game don't quit, my clique got a gang of chips
And it stop, cause a brother went pop
And I got a knots in my sock
One dough, one
And I got me a cutie, buckin this 1992
Will I booty, who me
I you knew me
You to the Boulevard newly
Take a look at this truck, got 'em sittin on
Drop down to the ground, with big sounds
Four in the back, 'til the windshield cracks
Like that, a fat bass track
And I my horsey, try to ignore me
Scratch my back and force me to dump
Dump, dump, dump, put 'em on
And my horse into the sun

Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, giddy up (rollin the Boulevard)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
my horse, giddy up (on rizza, ta nizzay)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up (eastside, essa)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo (westside, westside)

[Break - Woman
Hey, you say fool?
Nah, let me explain to you
This is my vehicle, you know what I'm
I when I wanna roll
When I want cause I got my cabbage like
You know I'm sayin?
player hatin and watch the ass drop
(*car slams and tires skid*)

2]
I get an Impala, pina colada
White cause the gold nada
Get the coke seats, fill 'em up with heat
Six three with the on feet
Peanut top to match the guts
Droppin that butt, got 'em all "what!"
Double back on profile, up now
Gotta give me ten points on
And the paint ain't trippin,
Look at this dippin, never caught or missin
And in you was doubtin my pimpin (what up fool)
My kitten, got the white scopes to match my paint coat
up, here we go
Back to the Boulevard, rush with the to the test
I'ma this next to the best
And like I'm 'posta, rollin this roaster
Holdn holster, closer
Cause I'ma boaster, roaster, red light
No remorse when I buck horse

(Female voice: Let's take it from the to the West homes)

Buckin my horse, up, Westside
my horse, giddy up, Eastside
Buckin my horse, up, Westside
Buckin my horse, up, Eastside
Buckin my horse, giddy up,
my horse, giddy up, Eastside
Buckin my horse, up, Westside
Buckin my horse, up, Eastside

3]
Buckin this horse a baller, black top slaughter
Makin these holler
In a brand new horsie, it my Porschey
Lookin hella fly and
Sittin at a red waitin, Porsche's shakin
Talkin more mess than
And I got it in first, gettin ready for the
One point two burst
Let it ride like a
Bettin I'm gettin my sex while I'm passin up
Grab my horse by the and tame it
where I aim it, so I don't flame it
I can't explain the insane lane
Swing to the right, pain
Pass these busters, lookin lusters
Sittin three deep in a blue Duster
Now I'm on cruise tryna get my food
Exit number 102 and then spots me
The still watch me, big man needs teriyaki
I trippin on vandals
Cause my white Impala has no handles
Gonna get met with
If you touch my ...

Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up (yeah)
my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo