Luyện nghe bài hát I Might Be

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

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

Now she really pretty but she got a nice body
I'm geeked up this 'Buffie the Body'
your name Lil' Trina? 'Cause you look like Janet Jackson
I'm off three double stacks and I'm lookin' for 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 eighty five I keep in a circle
The of my ride smellin' like a pound of purple

Gucci is your time give me five minutes
And a cold orange juice 'cause I'm really trippin'
to the strip club 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 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 might be, I might be

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

I'm high as a plane, pop a pill, like David Blaine
back 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], make a [Incomprehensible] chain
You got bad bitches I suggest you do the same
Treat my hoes like my cars, drop 'em in blow they

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

Is you rollin'? Is you
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 up, girl, he geeked up
Bitch I might be, I might be
I might be, bitch I might 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 Fabo, hood like Shawty
So tell me to go like my name E-40
Like a rich rock star, nigga, I'm party
Got a party pack of that's at least 'bout 40

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

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