Luyện nghe bài hát Bagg Up

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Bounce, bounce, then (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
(uh) bounce (uh)
Straight playa,
Two outside with that OG ride
I'm high but all gravy
skins, no Timbaland boots, get loot
I'll shoot if you try to me
Get clout I'm out, money what I'm all about
In a that's so shady
this streetness, never had a weakness
Peep this, I do this
Follow my set, bottles of moet
Bet until lay me
Six in the dirt, I'm the one with the work
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
When an MC grind don't play

Gimme some room I pull that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that what ya mad
Go on then
See that Coup that maroon rag up?
Huh? Then
To your money hungry that 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 you not and that's cold
Cold with the flow, dro when it
Sick, baby she never drove a stick
she was ontop of me, backseat of the six
It's goin down round these
liked me till I got the deal so don't start
Is it different? Is it I dunno what you yappin about
Its way too funky for you to smell what I'm rappin
Chingy baby

Gimme some room when I that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that ya mad for?
Huh? Go on
See that Coup with that rag up?
What? Huh?
To your hungry chicks that always nag us
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How many MC's must get
For hatin on the NDP, New Draft
it look like a hundred moons in my wrist?
I'm sorry I'm the that your girls seen glists (??)
with the big fish, I hit I don't miss
Sorta like Starks shootin' for the Knicks
Don't get me pissed, you'll take a big
It'll feel like you off a tall cliff
I'm a bully like Cliff (??) I yo ship
Six o'clock from the if you pop off a lip
Just baby

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