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)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up (oh a la rasa)
my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, giddy up (playin old cuts, donuts fool)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo

1]
I got bass than a little bit
don't quit, my clique got a gang of them chips
And it don't stop, cause a brother 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 thought you me
You come to the newly
Take a at this truck, got 'em sittin on stuck
Drop down to the ground, with them big
Four twelves in the back, the windshield cracks
that, with a fat bass track
And I love my horsey, try to me
my back and you'll force me to dump
Dump, dump, dump, put 'em on
And drive my 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
Buckin my horse, up (on rizza, ta nizzay)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
my horse, giddy up (eastside, essa)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo (westside, westside)

[Break - talking]
Hey, what you say
Nah, let me somethin to you
This is my vehicle, you what I'm sayin?
I when I wanna roll
When I cause I got my cabbage like that
You what I'm sayin?
Keep player and watch the ass drop
(*car door slams and skid*)

2]
I gotta get an Impala, colada
cause the gold one's nada
Get the white seats, fill 'em up with heat
Six with the bows on feet
Peanut top to match the guts
Droppin butt, got 'em all sayin "what!"
Double on profile, what's up now
Gotta me ten points on style
And the ain't trippin, drippin
Look at this dippin, caught slippin or missin
And in case you was doubtin my (what up fool)
My kitten, got the pearl white to match my paint coat
up, here we go
Back to the Boulevard, with the horse to the test
I'ma this next to the best
And flex like I'm 'posta, rollin roaster
Holdn holster, closer
Cause I'ma boaster, roaster, red toaster
No when I buck this horse

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

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

3]
Buckin this like a baller, black top slaughter
Makin these holler
In a brand new horsie, it my Porschey
Lookin hella fly and
Sittin at a red light waitin, Porsche's
Talkin mess than Payton
And I got it in first, gettin for the worst
One two turbo burst
Let it ride like a
Bettin I'm gettin my sex while I'm passin up
Grab my by the reins and tame it
where I aim it, so I don't flame it
I explain the insane left lane
Swing to the right, it's
Pass busters, lookin like lusters
Sittin three in a dark blue Duster
Now I'm sittin on cruise get my food
Exit number 102 and then spots me
The guys still watch me, big man teriyaki
I ain't trippin on
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
my horse, giddy up
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
my horse, giddy up, hey yo