Luyện nghe bài hát I Might Be

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

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

Now she ain't pretty but she got a nice body
I'm geeked up thinkin' this 'Buffie the
Ain't your name Lil' Trina? 'Cause you like Janet Jackson
I'm off three stacks and I'm lookin' 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 eighty five I keep ridin' in a
The inside of my ride smellin' like a pound of

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

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

Bitch I might be hiffie, I'm California and this might be Nikes
Come and run up on 'em
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, disappear David Blaine
Come on the track with Gucci Mane
I got ten pillz, ten hoes, I'ma run a train
All through Atlanta, my new nickname is Gucci

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 suggest you do the
Treat my like my cars, drop 'em in blow they brains

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

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

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

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

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

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