Luyện nghe bài hát Bagg Up

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Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, bounce (bagg up)
Bounce, bounce, then (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 if you try to play me
Get clout when I'm out, what I'm all about
In a world that's so
this streetness, never had a weakness
Peep this, I do this
Follow my whole set, bottles of
Bet until lay me
Six feet in the dirt, I'm the one with the
Got but they try to spray me
If I lack, keep straps, a wrap, gimme daps
You can roll with me, yeah
Hey the is mine like mixtapes
When an MC don't play crazy

Gimme room when 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? Then
To your money hungry that always nag us
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E'rybody since they see I'm on a roll
Touch what's mine, you gon' end up mowed
Ladies they love me like they just found a pot of
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 said she never 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 dunno what you yappin
Its way too funky for you to smell what I'm rappin
Just baby

Gimme some room when I that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My on swoll, is that what ya mad for?
Huh? Go on
See that Coup with maroon rag up?
Huh? Then
To your money chicks that always nag us
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How many MC's must get
For hatin on the NDP, New Pick
Don't it like a hundred moons in my wrist?
I'm sorry I'm the glitter that your girls seen (??)
Swim the big fish, I hit I don't miss
Sorta like Starks free's for the Knicks
get me pissed, you'll take a big diss
It'll feel you fell off a tall cliff
I'm a bully like Cliff (??) I yo ship
Six from the clip if you pop off a lip
Just Chingy

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