Luyện nghe bài hát Whippin' My Wrist

You gotta chase your man
I'm the clouds on a private jet
I got all designer on me (?)

Whippin' my wrist, my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my
Got all bricks, get it I'm stackin', I'm packin'
Lil Soulja's too
my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my
Whippin' my wrist, my wrist
To get all bricks, stack it and flip
Lil Soulja too

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I'm it rain, yeah I changed the weather
I it down, put it right back together
Got Louie, Gucci, it's all on my
My niggas winnin' we don't see no
My niggas go hard, my stack millis
I'm swervin', ridin' and I'm drivin' in
I'm over in Illi, I'm rockin' it
I'm rockin' and she lookin' like "really?"
Benjis on Benjis while swervin' in
We watchin' for the cops, niggas be
Got millis on millis, you be silly
We it, pack it, stack it up to the ceilin'
I it, package, then I ship it
All of my we get it
All of my niggas we it
the case then (?)
Niggas get acquitted, got money we got no limits
I'm trappin' and cappin', had to make it
All of my niggas we swervin' in
My diamonds dancin' just Tony Montana
I take a from Brazil to Atlanta
I out the water, got bricks like the (?)
They comin' in, nigga me your order
My niggas get money, I swerve in a
And the coupes with the paint and the
Valet park that Bugatti, I'm
My stackin', they got millis on millis
I'm bands, I'm the man in my city
I'm money, niggas hatin' like really
I'm gettin' money, ain't fuckin' with me
I'm gettin' mili, I got on mili
I stack it, it up to the ceilin'
I'm gettin' money, niggas that I'm killin'
A mili, a mili, I did it, I did it
My niggas stackin', ya my they with it
We money, we got milis on milis
We swervin', ridin', and we in Bentleys
My talk and ya my niggas get it
All of you niggas you get it
All of my we got to get it
Used to trap out the bank with 20 of midgets
20 pounds of midget, that's what I'm
No cappin' had to make my happy
I got Louie, Gucci, now look at me funny
They say Boy you get all of this money
Them niggas hated I'm hot as the sun
Soulja with the automatic gun
the 100s, I don't do the ones
Breakin' bricks to cookies and crumbs

I'm the one that see up
Ice all me, yup
Hit the with some freeze up
You might see me on street, yup
In the and the VIP, yup
What you talkin' nigga?