Luyện nghe bài hát Whippin' My Wrist

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

Whippin' my wrist, my wrist
Whippin' my wrist, my wrist
my wrist, whippin' my wrist
Got all these bricks, get it I'm stackin', I'm
Lil too rich
Whippin' my wrist, 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 makin' it rain, yeah I the weather
I break it down, put it right back
Got Louie, Gucci, all on my sweater
My niggas winnin' we see no contenders
My niggas go hard, my stack millis
I'm swervin', ridin' and I'm drivin' in
I'm in Illi, I'm rockin' it silly
I'm rockin' Fendi and she like "really?"
on Benjis while swervin' in Bentleys
We watchin' for the cops, be snitchin'
Got millis on millis, you niggas be
We stack it, pack it, it up to the ceilin'
I wrap it, package, I ship it
All of my we get it
All of my niggas we it
Catch the case (?)
Niggas get acquitted, got cause we got no limits
I'm trappin' and cappin', had to make it
All of my we swervin' in Phantoms
My diamonds dancin' just Tony Montana
I take a from Brazil to Atlanta
I come out the water, got bricks the (?)
They comin' in, nigga me your order
My niggas get money, I in a foreign
And the coupes with the and the spoiler
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, hatin' like really
I'm money, niggas ain't fuckin' with me
I'm gettin' mili, I got mili on
I it, pack 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 niggas with it
We stackin' money, we got on milis
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 with 20 pounds of
20 pounds of midget, what I'm trappin'
No cappin' had to make my momma
I got Louie, Gucci, now they look at me
say Soulja Boy you get all of this money
Them niggas cause I'm hot as the sun
Soulja strapped the automatic gun
Fuckin' the 100s, I don't do the
Breakin' bricks to cookies and crumbs

I'm the one they 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 talkin' nigga?