Luyện nghe bài hát Buckin' M Horse

(*Woman Spanish*) - w/ ad libs

my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, giddy up (throwin up dirty old for life, fool)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
my horse, giddy up (oh a la rasa)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up (playin old cuts, doin donuts fool)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
my horse, giddy 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 couple 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 come to the Boulevard
Take a look at this truck, got 'em sittin on
Drop to the ground, with them big sounds
Four twelves in the back, the windshield cracks
Like that, a fat bass track
And I my horsey, try to ignore me
Scratch my back and you'll force me to
Dump, dump, dump, put 'em on
And my horse into the sun

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

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

2]
I gotta get an Impala, colada
White cause the gold nada
Get the coke white seats, fill 'em up with
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 on style
And the paint ain't trippin,
Look at dippin, never caught slippin or missin
And in you was doubtin my pimpin (what up fool)
My kitten, got the white scopes to match my paint coat
Giddy up, we go
to the Boulevard, rush with the horse to the test
I'ma this next to the best
And flex I'm 'posta, rollin this roaster
Holdn holster, closer
Cause boaster, roaster, red light toaster
No when I buck this 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, giddy up,
Buckin my horse, up, Westside
Buckin my horse, up, Eastside
Buckin my horse, giddy up,
Buckin my horse, giddy up,

3]
Buckin this like a baller, black top slaughter
these eighteen's holler
In a brand new horsie, call it my
hella fly and bossy
Sittin at a red light waitin, shakin
Talkin more mess Payton
And I got it in first, gettin for the worst
One two turbo burst
Let it ride a blackjack
Bettin I'm gettin my sex I'm passin up Vettes
my horse by the reins and tame it
Watch I aim it, so I don't flame it
I explain the insane left lane
Swing to the right, it's
these busters, lookin like lusters
Sittin three deep in a dark blue
Now I'm sittin on tryna get my food
Exit 102 and then po-po spots me
The guys still me, big man needs teriyaki
I trippin on vandals
Cause my white Impala has no handles
get met with force
If you touch my ...

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