Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblin (Remix)

[Intro: .Paak]
at you go, okay, you bubblin'
Look, go, go, at you go
Okay, you bubblin',

[Verse 1: .Paak]
Yeah, one in the hand, one in the bag,
at the cash, look at the cash comin' in
Come get your mans, lil' nigga buggin' me
Just the bag, quit all that jaw-jackery
Don't even pass me that, I want none of it (yeah)
These mad about it, had enough of it
Woah, watch what you sayin', all that and shakin'
Got me hot as a laser, my deep and irate
And we act a fool for the paper, had a and I made it
El on Dayton's, Vintage Guess over Bape
Put the bread on me, bitch, bitch, you bet bank it
Piggy flat in a blanket, I might just roll out
I might just roll out to Vegas, back to my old ways
Cop a room of Asian hoes and do blow all day
Look at me, baby, at me, baby
Don't I like a million? I'm 'bout to clean out the safe
D-don't I like somebody that just be bodyin' everything?
All that talkin' is great, but I be talkin', I air it out
All the problems have easy to bury
I'd drown them in Hendrick's, I'd rather kiss on my Mary
I been broker way longer than I been rich, so until it out
I'ma take your mama to the and wear it out
Took me so long to get it, gonna it out
Let 'em know all about me when I'm and gone

Anderson .Paak]
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash (okay, you bubblin')
at the cash (look)
(go)
One in the (look), one in the hand (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash (okay, you bubblin')
at the cash (look)

Yo, .Paak, Busta Rhymes!

[Verse 2: Rhymes]
Every time I I hit a nigga in the middle
Hit a high, hit a nigga low
And as I fuck it up a more
I 'em and I get 'em
And they whine I hit the flow
[?] lil bit of [?]
'Cause the spot my nigga with it down (where at)
Now put the motherfucking in the bag
here my nigga right now, gottta go
So much truth in the nigga
Like the water pop
Boilin' and bubblin' and its takin' I got
I got a [?]
Boy we be husslin' and try to make a nigga
[?] and then we beat him in the
'til we got him tumblin' and shufflin' and and tusslin'
And have a hard recoverin'
for more than truce (ay ay ay)
One's in the air, everybody put 'em up
Everybody get to the back
Stack money, get it up
what I mean
Every time we pull up niggas on the scene
Step back, jack, fuck around and make a nigga [?]
Any time that I and I get up in the buildin'
Niggas already there's gonna be a killin'
And I you more, hit 'em with the raw
[?]
[?]
I smoke this [?]
Bitches be fightin' and bickerin'
Niggas to give it up
And nothing to question, better we be deliverin'
(let's go!)

[Interlude:
"Get here and empty your pockets."
"I do that."
"You're my prisoner—you do I tell you to do—get over here."
"Haha, he's gonna get about it!"
"Fuckin' bitch!"
"Frank! it, huh?"
"Stay the fuck this!"

[Chorus: .Paak]
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the bubblin' (okay, you bubblin')
at the cash (look)
(go)
One in the (look), one in the hand (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, at the cash, bubblin' (okay, you bubblin')
Look at the (look)