Luyện nghe bài hát Julius Erving

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You got them birds I want a few, first ima a deuce
Homeboy want twelve, I want thirty, boy thats
that pick, that James 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, cleats on an athlete,
em paper attack me, damn that thing look nasty
damn thing a classic, everybody starin
pull up in a chevy, put your cutlass in a
simple dunk cant me, im dammit twisted backwards
candy painted sixes, like them just did a backflip
my just did a backflip,
dem lips on my rims so big they round and did a front flip
the way I got my dunk flipped, way I got the flipped
punch it then the front lift, at the light belt
slammin at the light self, pull up in a dunk
guts, white rims

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