Luyện nghe bài hát Bagg Up

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Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
(uh) bounce (uh)
Straight playa,
Two rides outside with OG ride
I'm high but it's all
skins, no Timbaland boots, get loot
I'll if you try to play me
Get clout when I'm out, money I'm all about
In a that's so shady
Peep streetness, never had a weakness
Peep this, I do this
Follow my set, bottles of moet
Bet until lay me
Six feet in the dirt, I'm the one with the
Got hits but try to spray me
If I lack, keep straps, it's a wrap, gimme
You can roll with me, maybe
Hey the streets is mine mixtapes
an MC grind don't play crazy

Gimme some room when I that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that what ya mad
Go on then
See Coup with that maroon rag up?
What? Huh?
To your money hungry chicks always nag us
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E'rybody talkin since they see I'm on a
Touch what's mine, you gon' end up mowed
Ladies they love me like they just a pot of gold
Jackpot, I'm scoring big around the
You can be hot, I'm what you not and cold
Cold with the flow, dro it goes
Sick, baby said she drove a stick
Until she was of me, backseat of the six
goin down round these parts
Nobody liked me till I got the so don't start
Is it different? Is it dope? I what you yappin about
Its way too funky for you to smell I'm rappin about
Chingy baby

Gimme some room when I that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is what ya mad for?
Go on then
See that Coup with that rag up?
Huh? Then
To your money chicks that always nag us
up

How many must get dissed
For hatin on the NDP, New Draft
Don't it like a hundred moons in my wrist?
I'm sorry I'm the glitter that your seen glists (??)
Swim with the big fish, I hit I don't
Sorta Starks shootin' free's for the Knicks
Don't get me pissed, take a big diss
It'll feel like you fell off a cliff
I'm a bully like (??) I sank yo ship
Six o'clock from the if you pop off a lip
Just baby

Gimme some room I pull that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that ya mad for?
Huh? Go on
See that Coup with maroon rag up?
What? Then
To your money chicks that always nag us
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