Luyện nghe bài hát Whippin' My Wrist

You chase your teams man
I'm above the on a private jet
I got all this on me (?)

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

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I'm it rain, yeah I changed the weather
I break it down, put it right back
Got Louie, Gucci, all on my sweater
My niggas winnin' we don't see no
My niggas go hard, my stack millis
I'm swervin', and I'm drivin' in Bentleys
I'm over in Illi, I'm rockin' it
I'm rockin' Fendi and she lookin' "really?"
Benjis on while swervin' in Bentleys
We for the cops, niggas be snitchin'
Got millis on millis, you niggas be
We stack it, it, stack it up to the ceilin'
I wrap it, package, then I it
All of my we get it
All of my we kill it
Catch the case (?)
Niggas get acquitted, got money cause we got no
I'm trappin' and cappin', had to make it
All of my we swervin' in Phantoms
My dancin' just like Tony Montana
I take a trip from Brazil to
I come out the water, got like the (?)
They comin' in, tell me your order
My get money, I swerve in a foreign
And the coupes with the and the spoiler
Valet park Bugatti, I'm winnin'
My niggas stackin', got millis on millis
I'm bands, I'm the man in my city
I'm gettin' money, hatin' like really
I'm gettin' money, ain't fuckin' with me
I'm gettin' mili, I got on mili
I stack it, pack it up to the
I'm gettin' money, know that I'm killin'
A mili, a mili, I did it, I did it
My stackin', ya my niggas they with it
We money, we got milis on milis
We swervin', ridin', and we drivin' in
My niggas talk and ya my 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, what I'm trappin'
No cappin' had to my momma happy
I got Louie, Gucci, now they at me funny
They say Soulja Boy you get all of this
Them niggas hated I'm hot as the sun
Soulja strapped the automatic gun
Fuckin' the 100s, I don't do the
Breakin' down to cookies and crumbs

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