Luyện nghe bài hát Bagg Up

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Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce (uh) (uh)
playa, baby
Two rides outside that OG ride
I'm high but it's all
skins, no Timbaland boots, get loot
I'll shoot if you try to me
Get clout when I'm out, money what I'm all
In a world that's so
Peep streetness, never had a weakness
Peep this, I do daily
Follow my whole set, of moet
Bet they 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, daps
You can roll me, yeah maybe
Hey the streets is mine like
When an MC grind don't crazy

Gimme some when 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? Huh?
To your money hungry chicks always nag us
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E'rybody talkin since they see I'm on a
Touch mine, you gon' end up gettin' mowed
Ladies they love me like they just a pot of gold
Jackpot, I'm scoring big the globe
You can be hot, I'm you not and that's cold
Cold the flow, dro when it goes
Sick, baby said she drove a stick
Until she was ontop of me, of the six
It's down round these parts
Nobody liked me till I got the deal so don't
Is it different? Is it dope? I dunno you yappin about
Its way too funky for you to smell what I'm rappin
Chingy baby

Gimme some when I pull that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is what ya mad for?
Go on then
See that Coup with maroon rag up?
What? Then
To your money chicks that always nag us
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How many MC's get dissed
For hatin on the NDP, New Draft
Don't it look 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 miss
like Starks shootin' free's for the Knicks
Don't get me pissed, you'll a big diss
It'll feel like you fell off a cliff
I'm a like Cliff (??) I sank yo ship
Six o'clock the clip 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 with that maroon rag up?
What? Huh?
To your money hungry chicks that nag us
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