Luyện nghe bài hát Julius Erving

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You got them birds I want a few, first ima drop a
Homeboy twelve, I want thirty, boy thats forty-two
Call that pick, that Worthin, zone six, (Julius Erving)
Set my dunk on (Julius Erving) ride through the six like George

(Gucci Mane)
see the feet, on the fleet, white on an athlete,
tell em paper me, damn that thing look nasty
this thing a classic, everybody starin
pull up in a chevy, put your cutlass in a
simple dunk cant catch me, im dammit twisted
candy painted sixes, like rims just did a backflip
my just did a backflip,
dem on my rims so big they fucked round and did a front flip
the way I got my flipped, way I got the motor flipped
punch it then the front lift, at the light belt
slammin at the light self, pull up in a white
white guts, white

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(Yo Gotti)
73 chevy, but it look a dump truck
trunk like a concert, that that bitch loud as fuck
everything kitted up, that boy
hundred thousand dollars in the chevy, that was
floors in that bitch look like my grandmas house
white on white my seats remind me of my grandmas couch
trunk having a attack, when im doin a summersault
Michael twenty-six inches, they doin the moonwalk
hang bumpin no real, im bumpin now green
Monday hang sellin no white, im all green
Yo Gotti im the king, no as I hit the scene
Im watchin (colors), and then I watch my screen