Luyện nghe bài hát Wrist Motion

[Verse 1: The
I'm in the with soda
'Bout to bag me grams
Just to getting cutlets
Having dreams of a
'Bout to wrap my
'Fore I pull up at
Singing Montana
I'm yickins and yams
I got bricks off in that eh eh
bricks off in that Benz
The off in that thrift shop
Tryna tabs on my ends
And I docked that my essay
East LA for low
No surfboards, just turf
With skis off in snow
I knew bitch named Tanisha
Kept the in the jar
Used to smoke up her own
Pissed drug dealers off
And her sister Felicia
to borrow my car
Now I can't you my whip
But you can whip up rock

The Game]
Let me see that wrist
motion, wrist motion
Wrist motion, motion
motion, wrist
Let me see that motion
Wrist motion, motion
Wrist motion, wrist
motion, stop

[Verse 2: Ave]
Dope boy, trill,
Coming through in the
And I 3 birds
Inside bitch and her friends
We don't talk 3
Where the and then
on, too gone
I cut those a coupon
Don't back
I'm a from Brooklyn
The one in the back
You know that's for cooking
Silver ounce and
I need a grand
232
250 homie, ratchet?
to wrap up the yay
Stirring the
like Dr Jay
Stirring the
All of us the both
All of us standing
since
I ain't playing with at all

[Hook: The
Let me see wrist motion
Wrist motion, wrist
Wrist motion, wrist
motion, wrist
Let me see that motion
motion, wrist motion
Wrist motion, motion
Wrist motion,

[Verse 3:
Let me see wrist motion, wrist motion
Pyrexs, dishes
dripping, Crips loc'ing
Heard you got it locked, I'm tryna get it
I ain't got the work, I go to work
But my showed me how that soda work
That form get them bricks going
I show you how that Motorolla
2 way and that sky tell
Running in the hall and the guys tell
Might kill a off, might as well
Cause he got his hands all in my
Like hi, my is
Not Shady, but my game is
American Sniper, but my is
Putting tips in your anus
And I'm faded full alpo
Endo out though
I told my mama, I know
She said what the fuck you on my couch
God damn, I thought I here
me? I was a kid here
My pops left, I got a new
Who the fuck am I, 2Pac?
in the pen and pelly pell in the celly
And telly, I'm watching belly now
Baby mama say she want a
And a wappy fetty, shit I need a trap right now
down, why I tell her I a crack fiend
All these niggas selling, so you what that means
Back yard barbecue, these with the magazine
Mr black in my motherfucking bad
Ain't a rap nigga can stop us
We pop up like a pop up book for toddlers
Got mobsters and them monsters
Making mockery of your
Selling Oxys to doctor
And that Apollo I got from your Dr Dre
And an AK
I been on this 9 to 5 all day
While my niggas getting all up in the hallway

[Hook:
From wrist motion
motion, wrist motion
Wrist motion, wrist
Wrist motion, motion, wrist
Let me see wrist motion
Wrist motion, wrist
Bitch, my cock
Oh shit, doc