Luyện nghe bài hát I Might Be

Is you Is you rollin'?
Is you Is you rollin'?
Bitch I might be, I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I be

Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up
Bitch I be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I be

Atlanta slum, man, is where I come from
Pass that bubble thrax and put this bean on your
Now everything was gravy your bitch came in
'Bout the time that that thang kicked in

Now she ain't really pretty but she got a body
I'm up thinkin' this 'Buffie the Body'
Ain't your name Trina? 'Cause you look like Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm for that action

Mane, you stupid man, I love the way you flowin'
Ridin' in my drop but I don't know where I'm
On two five I keep ridin' in a circle
The inside of my smellin' like a pound of purple

Gucci is your give me five more minutes
And a cold orange juice I'm really really trippin'
Went to the strip and request that I'm da man
The next thing you I was throwin' rubber bands

Is you rollin'? Is you
Is you Is you rollin'?
Bitch I might be, bitch I be
I might be, bitch I might be

Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up
Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up
Bitch I be, bitch I might be
Bitch I be, bitch I might be

Bitch I might be hiffie, I'm from and this might be Nikes
and run up on 'em nigga
I'll wear size, you wear my size
I got a big mac, let's make french

I'm high as a plane, pop a pill, disappear like Blaine
Come back on the track Gucci Mane
I got ten pillz, ten hoes, I'ma run a chu-chu
All through Atlanta, my new is Gucci Jane

I don't let 'em swallow, I 'em how to use it man
Want to take my [Incomprehensible], make themselves a chain
You got bad bitches I suggest you do the same
Treat my like my cars, drop 'em in blow they brains

Wash 'em up then blow they
If she the whole bat and the ball she can roll with Jane
I a soldier boy, niggas know the name
I'll superman that hoe and call her slang

Is you Is you rollin'?
Is you Is you rollin'?
I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I be

Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up
Bitch I might be, bitch I be
I might be, bitch I might be

Gucci Mane on the fly, nigga get your mind
Or a crys by the twelve like a case of
a cush by a bell so you know might shit tight
See I'm 30 in the morning on a all flight

I'm high like Fabo, hood Shawty
So tell me when to go like my E-40
Like a rich star, nigga, I'm gonna party
Got a pack of pillz that's at least 'bout 40

I'll pour dem in your like a bag of jelly beans
Take two of pillz, call me in the morning
Fifty thousand pillz man, I'm so
Three dollars for a pill, that's a damn deal

Is you Is you rollin'?
Is you Is you rollin'?
I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I be

Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up
Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up
I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I be