Luyện nghe bài hát Burrr

Boy
SOD Brick

Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr,
Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr,
Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr,
Burr, Burr, Burr, Burr,

Drama, Gucci,
You wanna Gucci world girl here's a brochure
want a cold watch, make yur wife say
Goth balls in my ear like Burr Burr
Got a rari the engine in the rear, look at here
Shinin harder yu partna, Red Air max match the cardinals
You my son, I'm yur father, This a Trap on the other
So its poppin, Redenbacher, I'm so OJ okay
Im so Flocka fuck it, I might smoke in front the DA
I'm so Gotti i might buck it, three two drops so feel like fuck it
you a crab still in the bucket, Got a 6 K in Kentucky
Run a kid, and yu won't be lucky, might be around then yu will be unlucky
38 revolver in the club, try Brick Squad and this shit get

Boy

Swagg, Swagg,
Swagg, Swagg,
Swagg, Swagg,
Swagg,

Boy off in this hoe, Im gon roll up all the dro
Gucci on the passenger, The Ferrari is woh!!
Boy yu already know, The yellow browling boy
50 stacks 100 stacks a hunned racks i hit destroy
I aint for that fuckin pain, bitch yu my name
Swang with the Gucci Mane mane yu know i let my chain hang
i'm gon do my Soulja boy gon Bling
Bling bling and i let it Burr!! all off in yur ear
Disappear, bitch yu hate on me, yu fake on me
And its like a master piece the way my artists on me
tatted on my chest, on my neck mane yu know its like
I think I'm DJ Khaled, cuz we the Best

Yo

Cheaa!!
Cheahh!
I amm!!
Yo
White bracelet so ignorant, the one and match kit
Cold hearted nigga, and i run around with
They be on shootin shit, I be on some neutral shit
Since I got soildiers, oh so i might as well jus used them shits (Burr!!)
Left his body cold, you the story go
Nigga disrespect a king, left him fulla bullet (Burr!!)
Shawty go it,
work the pole it
Magic money,
yur toes with it (Burr!!)
Rubber bands (Burr!!),
flowin up (Burr!!)
Money flowin (Burr!!),
just bagging up (Burr!!)
Half a ones, (Ones!!)
thats a papers (Burr!!)
Couple guns, ready for the haters