Luyện nghe bài hát Whippin' My Wrist

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

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

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I'm makin' it rain, yeah I the weather
I break it down, put it back together
Got Louie, Gucci, it's all on my
My niggas winnin' we don't see no
My go hard, my niggas stack millis
I'm swervin', ridin' and I'm drivin' in
I'm over in Illi, I'm it silly
I'm Fendi and she lookin' like "really?"
on Benjis while swervin' in Bentleys
We watchin' for the cops, niggas be
Got millis on millis, you niggas be
We stack it, pack it, it up to the ceilin'
I it, package, then I ship it
All of my we get it
All of my niggas we it
Catch the 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 Tony
I take a from Brazil to Atlanta
I come out the water, got like the (?)
They comin' in, nigga tell me order
My niggas get money, I in a foreign
And the with the paint and the spoiler
Valet park Bugatti, I'm winnin'
My niggas stackin', got millis on millis
I'm runnin' bands, I'm the man in my
I'm gettin' money, niggas like really
I'm gettin' money, niggas ain't with me
I'm gettin' mili, I got mili on
I stack it, pack it up to the
I'm money, niggas know that I'm killin'
A mili, a mili, I did it, I did it
My stackin', ya my niggas they with it
We stackin' money, we got milis on
We swervin', ridin', and we in Bentleys
My niggas talk and ya my get it
All of you you gotta get it
All of my we got to get it
Used to trap out the bank 20 pounds of midgets
20 pounds of midget, that's what I'm
No cappin' had to make my happy
I got Louie, Gucci, now they look at me
They say Soulja Boy you get all of money
Them niggas hated I'm hot as the sun
Soulja strapped with the 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 with some freeze up
You see me on your street, yup
In the and the VIP, yup
What you bout nigga?