Luyện nghe bài hát Whippin' My Wrist

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

Whippin' my wrist, my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, whippin' my
Whippin' my wrist, my wrist
Got all these bricks, get it I'm stackin', I'm
Lil too rich
Whippin' my wrist, my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, whippin' my wrist
To get all these bricks, 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, all on my sweater
My niggas we don't see no contenders
My niggas go hard, my niggas millis
I'm swervin', and I'm drivin' in Bentleys
I'm over in Illi, I'm it silly
I'm rockin' Fendi and she like "really?"
Benjis on while swervin' in Bentleys
We watchin' for the cops, niggas be
Got millis on millis, you be silly
We stack it, pack it, stack it up to the
I wrap it, package, then I it
All of my we get it
All of my we kill it
the case then (?)
Niggas get acquitted, got money we got no limits
I'm and cappin', had to make it happen
All of my we swervin' in Phantoms
My diamonds dancin' just like Montana
I take a from Brazil to Atlanta
I out the water, got bricks like the (?)
They comin' in, tell me your order
My niggas get money, I in a foreign
And the coupes with the paint and the
Valet that Bugatti, I'm winnin'
My niggas stackin', they got on millis
I'm bands, I'm the man in my city
I'm gettin' money, niggas like really
I'm gettin' money, niggas ain't fuckin' me
I'm mili, I got mili on mili
I it, pack it up to the ceilin'
I'm gettin' money, know that I'm killin'
A mili, a mili, I did it, I did it
My niggas stackin', ya my niggas 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 you gotta get it
All of my we got to get it
to trap out the bank with 20 pounds of midgets
20 pounds of midget, that's I'm trappin'
No cappin' had to my momma happy
I got Louie, Gucci, now they at me funny
say Soulja Boy you get all of this money
Them hated cause I'm hot as the sun
Soulja strapped the automatic gun
the 100s, I don't do the ones
Breakin' down to cookies and crumbs

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