Luyện nghe bài hát We Clubbin'

Yeah, G.I.B
Get it

I don't know y'all about to do
But I'm about to hit the streets with my
And keep
Quit complainin' dog you look cool
Now pull out your chains and floss your
And keep

I up on gold shoes I walk in actin' fool
Hell nah it no rules
we clubbin'
Head to toe I got in is new
Plus those you we keep two
And we

It's a up with these fake ballers in their place
People comin' out 'cause they heard I'm comin' back mase
Big body Benz plenty space, dollar big face
Watch her lick our waist, we clubbin'

Get it girls got it locked, get it in the spot
Take it off you gettin' hot, we clubbin'
In my pocket got 'em not representin'
Dirty you can get shot, when we

Abrah kadabrah then I appear in the
Throwin' it up with all the high rollers pop crack
My lemon has studs no they not
You paid fifty homie go and get your back

I know what y'all about to do
But I'm to hit the streets with my crew
And keep
Quit yeah dog you look cool
Now pull out chains and floss your jewels
And clubbin'

I pull up on shoes I walk in actin' fool
nah it ain't no rules
When we
Head to toe I got in is new
Plus those you know we two
And we

money got a bottle and he waitin' to trip
(G.I.B.)
Ol' G posted a blunt to his lip
Valdez on the floor two-steppin' his
Boozie already out thurr some shit

Get it boy gang, S.T.L. set
car keys, leather Gucci vest
V.I.P. then to eat
She leavin' me then hotel suite

Play it a G, pimpin' man I got to be
million really ain't a lot to me
Maybe pop your pee, move your elbow and drop your
And your F.O.'s and drop your knee
And put wurr I can see, we clubbin'

I don't know what y'all to do
But I'm to hit the streets with my crew
And clubbin'
complainin' yeah dog you look cool
Now pull out your chains and your jewels
And keep

I up on gold shoes I walk in actin' fool
Hell nah it no rules
we clubbin'
Head to toe I got in is new
those you know we keep two
And we

Headed to the next stop in my rage
Police pull me over, though they stop me from clubbin'
Man you know I'm swervin' see your boy not sober
But I got it I'm a and I'm still clubbin'

50 cars followin' us, 10 swallowin' us
Four five hallows bust and we clubbin'
A big dog not a mutt, starin' hater what
I'm to get this locked up, fuck, we clubbin'

Put your wurr your mouth
West to the east, mid-west to the south, out, they clubbin'
26's on the hummer, errday like it's
Wait tripper take a number I'm clubbin'

I don't what y'all about to do
But I'm about to hit the streets my crew
And keep
Quit complainin' yeah dog you look
Now pull out your chains and your jewels
And keep

I up on gold shoes I walk in actin' fool
nah it ain't no rules
When we
to toe everything I got in is new
Plus you know we keep two
And we

I know what y'all about to do
But I'm about to hit the streets with my
And keep
Quit yeah dog you look cool
Now pull out your chains and floss jewels
And keep

I up on gold shoes I walk in actin' fool
Hell nah it ain't no
When we
to toe everything I got in is new
Plus those you know we two
And we

Yeah,
Keep
Whoa,
clubbin'
Uh-huh,
We
Yes, yes
We