Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit Makin' Ya Bounce

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Just bounce
All my in the place need to bounce around
Just bounce around, make ya around
All my in the place need to bounce around
Make ya bounce around, I'll ya bounce around
Shake yo titties and yo ass and bounce
Just bounce around, just bounce around,

Yeah this shit here be the boss of me
None of you all niggas is ready run go see the
for the coming of another grand larceny
Pardon me, you niggas ain't even a hard to me
Shit I slice you all up in yo main artery
For the simple we didn't grow together, you ain't a part of me
Makin' niggas ride my long singin' the choruses
Open offices they gon' go cop another

Meet a couple
when we on the low whippin them ford tauruses
Now I be Busta multimedia
Latest edition added to the street
Keep your eyes on greedy niggas greedier
Keep eyes on meaty asses gettin' meatier
publication bring tribulation
To all whack I smash your dedication

My is to purchase and really hurt this
Bring all of my amongst the wealthy merchants
Gently we conquer the spot it's empty
Present me and my niggas arsenal aplenty
Break fools, send you to school, the rules
Violate my tools, lay you in own blood pool
But for now I drop jewels on the mentally
shit to say we don't allow niggas to say up in a song

Aiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin' ya
One two ride in large amounts
One two high offa an ounce
One two, one two
One two, hot shit ya bounce
One two ride around in large
One two we offa half an ounce
One two, one two

Caliente, wearing Valente
Shorty in a Mitsubishi Viamonte
Smell the roses, overdoses, givin' niggas they
I got the answer for niggas who need prognosis
Shit for all of you all niggas to smell up in noses
Hocus pocus, me to the hostess
I was dyin' a stroke uh play strip
In the as I directed the limo chauffer

Told the nigga to over by the Club Copa
Watchin' shorty lay as she spread on the limo
She asked the chauffer to stop for a Frappachino
Then she let me blaze it while I had my gun in my holster
Still bonin', word I the way shorty moanin'
Zonin', word is born niggas is open
Yo, have a fun all in between time
And now we focus on the money shit all in the

Word to mother, I work hard to microphonin'
And alert to shit like when the devil started clonin'
What nigga? Yeah, we bowlin' and shit is
Little niggas should run and go clean ya colon
Any human that be
I my nigga Ruben for the ice cuban
him in my Lincoln Ave boomin'
Whats the issue? I to get you

May the be with you
Bang your head, rupture your brain
I unravel faster than sound travel
Battle any or live mammal
Don't fret from to sunset
Make a nigga bounce and I ain't even grabbed my gun yet
I ain't done yet before I go to my permanent
Make sure you put one of the illest on my

Aiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin' ya
One two ride in large amounts
One two offa half an ounce
One two, one two
One two hot makin' ya bounce
One two ride around in large
One two we high offa half an
One two, one two, one two, one two
One two, one two, one two, one two
One two