Luyện nghe bài hát Bouncin

Big rubber bands, I be
I up this pistol then I cock it, I pop it
I talk all shit 'cause I'm bout 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 Backwoods of funky
I pull up, get money then I'm bouncin'

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

Big rubber bands, I be
I up this fucking pistol then I it, I pop it
I talk all this shit I'm bout it
You want beef? I got Criscos, we can get it
Call me Milonakis
All I get is bags, all I get is
Smoking big of that funky
I up, get that money then I'm bouncin'

I pull up, get that check I'm in to win
I got two forties, them be twenty twins
Don't wanna fuck your bitch, she got a wig
four out the thirty, we got twenty-six
Pulled up swagging, know you this
came to my crib, you know she eatin' this
She can't her phone, hoes be leaking shit
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 rubber bands, I be
I up this pistol 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 Milonakis
All I get is bags, all I get is
big Backwoods of that funky
I pull up, get that money then I'm