Luyện nghe bài hát The Bounce

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

Rumor has it 'The Classic'
even be stopped by Bin Laden
So September 11th marks the era
Of a Jay Guevero

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

out to Just Bleezy and Kan-Yeezy
See how we the game so easy
Chicks barely dancin', glancin' every they get
Like oh shit, so handsome

Still in demand in the longest run
Kidnap rap seven years, no
one nigga get it back no rap
Young Hov's to Canton, I'm now eligible

out the bounce
And show you how to get this in
Large amounts till it's to count

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

Point out the
Timbo the King
Uhh, yeah, uhh

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

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

And bein' I'm about my business, not minglin'
Runnin' my that shit kept lingerin'
But no that's the shit I'm sprinklin'
The width to keep the registers ringin'

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

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

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

Point out the
And show you how to get dough in
Large amounts till hard to count

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

out the bounce
Timbo the King
Uhh, yeah, uhh

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

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

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

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

I got tracks to go, got plaques gold
to go, yeah that's the flow
All I, know, I got's the
And I play 'coz I'm from Chicago

And show you how to get dough in
Large till it's hard to count

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

out the bounce
Timbo the King
Uhh

Point out the
Jeah, Hov' the King nigga

out the bounce
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