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

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch I might be hiffie, I'm from California and this might be
Come and run up on 'em
I'll your size, you wear my size
I got a big mac, let's make fries

I'm high as a plane, pop a pill, disappear David Blaine
Come on the track with Gucci Mane
I got ten pillz, ten hoes, run a chu-chu train
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], themselves a [Incomprehensible] chain
You got some bad bitches I suggest you do the
Treat my hoes like my cars, drop 'em in they brains

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

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

Gucci Mane on the fly, nigga get mind right
Or a crys by the twelve like a of budlight
Sell a cush by a bell so you know might tight
See I'm 30 in the morning on a all night

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

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

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