Luyện nghe bài hát I Might Be

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

Girl, he geeked up, girl, he 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 I come from
that bubble thrax and put this bean on your tongue
Now was gravy 'til your bitch came in
'Bout the same time that thang kicked in

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 hoes like my cars, drop 'em in blow they

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

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

Gucci Mane on the fly, get your 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 flight

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

I'll pour dem in your hand like a bag of jelly
Take two of these pillz, me in the morning
Fifty pillz man, I'm so real
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 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