Luyện nghe bài hát Julius Erving

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

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

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(Yo Gotti)
73 chevy, but it like a dump truck
trunk like a concert, that that bitch loud as fuck
everything kitted up, boy digital
hundred thousand dollars in the chevy, that was
hardwood floors in that look like my grandmas house
white on leather 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
Sunday bumpin no real, im bumpin now green
Monday hang sellin no white, im sellin all
Yo im the king, no soon as I hit the scene
Im watchin (colors), and then I watch my screen