Luyện nghe bài hát Bouncin

Big rubber bands, I be
I up this fucking then I cock it, I pop it
I talk all this shit 'cause I'm it
You beef? I got Criscos, we can get it poppin'
Call me bag-head
All I get is bags, all I get is
Smoking big of that funky
I pull up, get that then I'm bouncin'

I up hop out, I don't pop out
I got the cops out, it's hot out, I got out
I up forty Mayweather, it's a damn knock out
I ain't make it in school, So was a drop out
Something something, I forgot now
I was thinking the guap then put my guap out
I'm Sosa Ray Charles, you can still get down
It's a parade here, all you see is Glock
I dress myself, bitch I don't need a
I got my pistol in case the violence
I think my chopper gay, I pulled him out the
I call my Ye' 'cause he half went to college
I call my desert "Desert Storm "cause we be warrin'
I think my Mac wanna be a rapper, we be
Kobe, Shaq, D.Rose and Butler, we be ballin'
If you talking some millions, we be on it ay

Big bands, I be poppin'
I up fucking pistol then I cock it, I pop it
I all this shit 'cause I'm bout it
You want I got Criscos, we can get it poppin'
Call me bag-head
All I get is bags, all I get is
Smoking big Backwoods of that
I pull up, get that money then I'm

I pull up, get that then I'm in to win
I got two Glock forties, be twenty twins
wanna fuck your bitch, she got a shitty wig
Shot four out the thirty, we got
Pulled up swagging, you seeing this
Bitch came to my crib, you know she eatin'
She can't have her phone, hoes be leaking
I'm an anti-ass nigga, I speak for shit
Chief so got totin' llamas
I got a HK caliber, Da
I wasn't in science but I knew my numbers
I'm ballin', ring, tell your bitch stop callin'

Big bands, I be poppin'
I up this fucking then I cock it, I pop it
I all this shit 'cause I'm bout it
You want I got Criscos, we can get it poppin'
Call me Milonakis
All I get is bags, all I get is
big Backwoods of that funky
I pull up, get that money I'm bouncin'