Luyện nghe bài hát The Bounce

Just point out the bounce, show me the bounce,
Just out the bounce, jeah Timbo the King, yeah
Hov' the King, yeah just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga ya,

has it 'The Blueprint Classic'
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
So 11th marks the era forever
Of a revolutionary Jay

Now it's a whole of Hov' Mcers
Everybody the flow you see 'em
loopin' up soul
It's like you tryin' to 'The Blueprint 2 before Hov'

Shout out to Bleezy and Kan-Yeezy
See how we the game so easy
Chicks barely dancin', every chance they get
Like oh shit, he's so

in demand in the longest run standin'
Kidnap rap seven years, no
Can't one get it back no rap
Hov's goin' to Canton, I'm now eligible

Point out the
And you how to get this dough in
Large amounts it's hard to count

out the bounce
I turn a 8 to an
To a ki to the R.O.C

out the bounce
Timbo the King
Uhh, yeah, uhh

out the bounce
Jeah, Young Hov' the nigga
Uhh, I got

For those that think Hov' fingers bling
Even haven't heard the or they don't know English
They know what the single is and singled that out
To be the of what he is about

And bein' I'm my business, not minglin' much
Runnin' my mouth that shit lingerin'
But no dummy the shit I'm sprinklin'
The album to keep the registers ringin'

In real life, I'm much more
I'm a bloke from London, England
Jeah, you baby
See I go right back and I 'em in baby

Business mind of a Ross
But never my soul
the line
I pop across the row

Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no
them O's like a real
O.G should oh, good, no he would
Never sell out so young

out the bounce
And show you how to get this in
Large amounts till hard to count

Point out the
I a 8 to an ounce
To a ki to the R.O.C

Point out the
Timbo the King
Uhh, yeah, uhh

out the bounce
Jeah, Young Hov' the King
Uhh, yeah,

Magazines me a rock star, girls call me cock star
Billboard, pop star, neighborhood star
Chi-Town go-gettin' pimps, we
Gingerbread man said, "You're a monster"

Yeah, how I feel
To be down, you appeal
To the crew, rated R
O.C, O.G, Johnson's son

Ask me, "Rey-Rey, is yo' car?
I MTV I know who you are
You did did you got beef with Nas?"
I did take the game, brought back the soul

I got tracks to go, got that's gold
Platinum to go, that's the flow
All I, know, I got's the
And I don't play I'm from Chicago

And show you how to get this in
Large amounts till it's hard to

Point out the
I a 8 to an ounce
To a ki to the R.O.C

Point out the
the King nigga
Uhh

Point out the
Jeah, Young the King nigga

out the bounce
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