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 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 more than a little bit
Game 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 Dually
I come booty, who me
I you knew me
You come to the Boulevard
Take a at this truck, got 'em sittin on stuck
Drop down to the ground, with big sounds
Four twelves in the back, the windshield cracks
Like that, with a fat track
And I my horsey, try to ignore me
Scratch my and you'll force me to dump
Dump, dump, dump, put 'em on
And drive my horse the sun

Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, giddy up (rollin the Boulevard)
my horse, giddy 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
my horse, giddy up, hey yo (westside, westside)

[Break - talking]
Hey, you say fool?
Nah, let me explain to you
is my vehicle, you know what I'm sayin?
I roll I wanna roll
When I want cause I got my like that
You what I'm sayin?
Keep player 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
butter top to match the guts
Droppin butt, got 'em all sayin "what!"
back on profile, what's up now
Gotta give me ten points on
And the ain't trippin, drippin
Look at dippin, never caught slippin or missin
And in case you was doubtin my (what up fool)
My kitten, got the pearl white scopes to match my paint
up, here we go
Back to the Boulevard, rush with the to the test
park this next to the best
And like I'm 'posta, rollin this roaster
Holdn this holster,
I'ma boaster, roaster, red light toaster
No remorse when I buck this

(Female voice: take it from the East to the West homes)

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

3]
Buckin horse like a baller, black top slaughter
Makin these holler
In a brand new horsie, call it my
Lookin fly and bossy
Sittin at a red waitin, Porsche's 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 while I'm passin up
Grab my by the reins and tame it
Watch where I aim it, so I flame it
I can't the insane left lane
Swing to the right, pain
Pass busters, lookin like lusters
Sittin three in a dark blue Duster
Now I'm sittin on cruise get my food
number 102 and then po-po spots me
The guys still watch me, big man needs
I ain't trippin on
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
my horse, giddy up
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo, hey
Buckin my horse, up, hey yo