Luyện nghe bài hát I Might Be

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

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

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

Gucci Mane, you stupid man, I love the way you
Ridin' in my but I don't know where I'm goin'
On two eighty five I keep in a circle
The inside of my ride smellin' like a of purple

Gucci is your time give me more minutes
And a cold orange 'cause I'm really really trippin'
Went to the club and request that I'm da man
The next you know I was throwin' rubber bands

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

Girl, he geeked up, girl, he up
Girl, he up, girl, he geeked up
Bitch I might be, bitch I 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 your size, you wear my size
I got a big mac, make french fries

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

I let 'em swallow, I show 'em how to use it man
Want to take my [Incomprehensible], make a [Incomprehensible] chain
You got some bad bitches I you do the same
Treat my like my cars, drop 'em in blow they brains

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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