Luyện nghe bài hát Whippin' My Wrist

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

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

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I'm makin' it rain, I changed the weather
I break it down, put it right 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', ridin' and I'm drivin' in
I'm in Illi, I'm rockin' it silly
I'm Fendi and she lookin' like "really?"
Benjis on Benjis while in Bentleys
We watchin' for the cops, be snitchin'
Got millis on millis, you be silly
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 then (?)
Niggas get acquitted, got money cause we got no
I'm trappin' and cappin', had to make it
All of my niggas we swervin' in
My diamonds dancin' just like Tony
I take a trip from Brazil to
I come out the water, got bricks the (?)
They comin' in, nigga tell me order
My niggas get money, I in a foreign
And the coupes with the and the spoiler
Valet park Bugatti, I'm winnin'
My niggas stackin', they got on millis
I'm runnin' bands, I'm the man in my
I'm gettin' money, niggas like really
I'm gettin' money, ain't fuckin' with me
I'm mili, I got mili on mili
I it, pack it up to the ceilin'
I'm gettin' money, niggas know 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 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, that's what I'm
No had to make my momma happy
I got Louie, Gucci, now look at me funny
say Soulja Boy you get all of this money
Them hated cause I'm hot as the sun
Soulja with the automatic gun
Fuckin' the 100s, I do the ones
Breakin' down to cookies and crumbs

I'm the one they 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?