Luyện nghe bài hát Pillz (BITCH I MIGHT BE)

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

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

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

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

Gucci Mane, you stupid man I the way you flowin'
in my drop but I don't know where I'm goin'
On two eighty five I keep ridin' in a
The inside of my ride smellin' a pound of purple

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

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

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

Shawty tellin' me she ain't neva no dick
Neva a pill or neva ate a bitch
You a lie but I gonna get upset right now
But I I had a lie detector test right now

You say you marry well bitch you be
But I bet your husband ain't icy me
She stand on B.C. in my ashy tee
When dem dope man and dem jore ass jeans

I pay her but I still keep that thrax on me
I'mma the shit in East Atlanta baby ask me
Pop one, pop two, two halves that's
Ain't no house baby hell I can't eat

Gucci hood like your hood man so extreme
Wearin' in the club 'cause you know the boy geeked
Top the top on that thang let you see my
been rollin', rollin', rollin', we ain't slept in weeks

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

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

Gucci Mane [Incomprehensible] nigga get your mind
crys by the twelve like a case of bud light
Sell a cush by a so you know might shit tight
See I'm 30 in the morning on an all night

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

I'll dem in your hand like a bag of jelly beans
two of these pillz call 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
Bitch I might be, I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I be

Girl he geeked up, he geeked up
Girl he geeked up, he geeked up
I might be, bitch I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I be, yeah

Ay wassup Gucci Mane, why you sweatin' so
Is you rollin' or
well baby, I might be but god now what is you doin'?
You jockin' a playa, you ova here right

Look I ain't K-Rab baby you know what I
I'm not a piece of bubblegum, what I'm doin' is not business
But matta of fact while you ova here, is you a waitress or 'Cause the shit you got on make you look like you a waitress

So do you do iight, Imma give you this hundred dollars
Go get you what ever you drankin', bring me and click about ten of dem Orange juices, five crunk and we'll be straight how 'bout that?
And is you straight, is you or is you marry?
'Cause I might be, I might be
Bitch I might be, bitch I be, yeah