Luyện nghe bài hát Stuntastic

What's happenin',
B.Geezy, Baby, Fresh, nigga
Big Tymers,
You know we be stun'n our ass off, ya me

You know me and my stand out
bling-a-ling every time we stick our hand out
Eyes can't take it, turn they head around
I gotta laugh the neck, too, look like a glass house

Man, ice the motherfucker
Don't forget the whip, twenty-inches and
system, Dreamcast, all in the Bentley
Everyday of the week I be in somethin' different

Bikes, Lexus trucks, I be switchin'
My big round, Baby, taught me how to lay my down
Come 'round the corner once, leave, switch up, back around
You how it go down on a Sunday uptown
Wrist hangin' out the window of the Jag with the top

Later on that evenin', corner off the chain
But I advise you: don't come around that thing
them vultures be out and believe they be jackin'
But they know I'm a made nigga, I be stuntastic

It's stuntastic, straight out the plastic, if got drastic
Big Tymers is off the heezy, it's
Cash Money
It's very to look at them princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

It's stuntastic, straight out the plastic, if they got
Big is off the heezy, it's ballerific
Cash Money
It's very hard to look at them princess cuts 'cause they be

I ride top notch shit, nigga, all the hot
On a I pull out all my drop top shit
I be
in the club and buy the vault

I know them hoes be lookin', that's why I play game raw
It's in me to be the nigga that I be
Call me Atrice, me Bryan, Bubble or B.
You who I am
You Cash Money my fam'

Who else could it be with me and Geezy spinnin' Lam'
that ice, poppin' that cham'
Jumpin' out in front a warehouse dressed in Hot Boy
Glock on my side, you know we ain't gettin' at the door
Get outta line, we leave a nigga brains on the dance

Back to the coffee cup and the ice
it up
When it out, it's gon' fuck your eyes up
Like I said last time: I need no introduction
I'm the number-one when it come to the stun'n'

It's stuntastic, straight out the plastic, if they got
Big is off the heezy, it's ballerific
Money gifted
It's very hard to look at princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

It's stuntastic, straight out the plastic, if got drastic
Big Tymers is off the heezy, ballerific
Money gifted
It's very to look at them princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

Lil' one, I been
Two thousand ten,
Did I tell you how the seats
Crocodile and suede

I y'all niggas' arms with candy-coated choppers
I fed hoes fettuccini while you was feedin' 'em whoppers
I take the ugliest bitch and turn her into somethin'
And take a whack-ass and have that bitch bumpin'

Nigga, Liberacci got nothin' on me
I got one diamond, and one ring bigger than your future, g
Shorty, you ain't heard the I'm ridin' on twenty-twos
I take the groom bride and give hoe the blues

My neck on level
My life on another
Alright, you got a Benz and, nigga, I'm the space shuttle
Bitch, please, my bank account

It's, zero, zero, zero, comma,
(Comma)

(Stop)

(Freeze)
Whatever you got, daddy, believe me, I been had it
It's just in my life and my nature and my way to be

It's stuntastic, straight out the plastic, if they got
Big is off the heezy, it's ballerific
Money gifted
It's very hard to look at them princess cuts they be glistenin'

stuntastic, straight out the plastic, if they got drastic
Big Tymers is off the heezy, it's
Cash Money
It's very hard to look at them princess cuts 'cause be glistenin'

It's stuntastic, out the plastic, if they got drastic
Big is off the heezy, it's ballerific
Cash Money
It's very hard to look at princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

Nigga, we and stuntastic, ya heard me
Baby, Fresh, B.Geezy, you dig
'til we can't stunt no motherfuckin' more, nigga
Reppin' 'til we rep no motherfuckin' more, nigga
Huntin' 'til we can't hunt no motherfuckin' more,

From Lamborghinis to Bentley's to Ferrari's to to Hummers
To whatever you got, we got it and some, ya heard me
princess cuts to baguettes
To whatever kind of diamonds they got, we got it,
It don't stop, ya me

Cash Money, nigga, got the rap game on lock, how you that
Baby, Mannie Fresh, they got work, nigga
And I got that pistol my shirt, nigga
Yeah, slip up if you
You get put sixty under the dirt, nigga
CMR-a, Hot Boys, Cash