Luyện nghe bài hát Buckin' M Horse

(*Woman Spanish*) - w/ ad libs

my horse, giddy up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up (throwin up this dirty old for life, fool)
my horse, giddy 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, doin fool)
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo

1]
I got more 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 Dually
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 to the ground, with them big sounds
Four twelves in the back, the windshield cracks
that, with 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 drive my 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
my horse, giddy 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)

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

2]
I get an Impala, pina colada
White cause the gold nada
Get the coke white seats, fill 'em up with
Six three with the on feet
Peanut butter top to match the
Droppin butt, got 'em all sayin "what!"
Double back on profile, up now
give me ten points on style
And the paint trippin, drippin
Look at this dippin, never slippin or missin
And in case you was doubtin my (what up fool)
My kitten, got the white scopes to match my paint coat
Giddy up, we go
Back to the Boulevard, rush with the to the test
I'ma park this to the best
And flex like I'm 'posta, rollin roaster
Holdn holster, closer
Cause I'ma boaster, roaster, red light
No remorse when I this horse

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

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

3]
Buckin this horse like a baller, black top
these eighteen's holler
In a new horsie, call it my Porschey
Lookin hella fly and
at a red light waitin, Porsche's shakin
Talkin more mess Payton
And I got it in first, gettin ready for the
One two turbo burst
Let it ride like a
Bettin I'm my sex while I'm passin up Vettes
Grab my horse by the and tame it
Watch I aim it, so I don't flame it
I can't explain the left lane
to the right, it's pain
Pass busters, lookin like lusters
three deep in a dark blue Duster
Now I'm sittin on cruise get my food
Exit 102 and then po-po spots me
The guys still watch me, big man teriyaki
I trippin on vandals
Cause my Impala has no door handles
Gonna get met with
If you touch my ...

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