Luyện nghe bài hát Bootsy Bellows

Gang,
Gang, gang,

Leave it to me, I'll have you twisting that weed a G
Got too much talent just to be around with
and alcohol, that's the balance
Ridin' in the Benz low milage
Working my hands get callouses
a player, I established it
Whips be the
Chicks be the baddest and my above average
Legendary and my crib like a palace
I why they mad
'Cause your layin' in my bed
Still got the weed in her hair
Comin' later, nigga gettin' cares
Make a pound disappear
Come for the money, get a dog
Live this for the gang, imma get
at me different now
Roll weed and put your niggas on
You ain't the paper, what you in it for?

And my so low, soon as I walk in
I got a joint rolled you know that spark it
why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters
I hear 'em like they livin' but they ain't us
Pockets, swole
I leave here alone, came here with no bitch
But I walk out the door
I might here with your bitch

Uh, they goin hard as us
We courtside, chillin', out the building
Regardless if authorities give us
Boss bitches niggas breakin' credit card limits
To try to ball us
We in with those who only own business
My lit, then I paint pictures
Don't leave witnesses, nah nigga, my different
Pull the Benz out in the
Hit her once, I won't remember her name
diamonds up in my chain
To say that I'm is an understatement
But no, I ain't
Came from a place niggas make their own way
Got some girls who me but got niggas so they don't say
I'm KK in the paper
On point gang, ready for
Long joints, rollin' them things like fingers
Too clean to have a stain
Khalifa the boss before you the game

And my eyes so low, as I walk in
I got a joint you know that imma spark it
why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters
I 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us
Pockets, swole
I won't leave here alone, came with no bitch
But when I walk out the door, I might leave with your bitch

Pockets is swole
Used to smoke blunts now paper she roll
to my toes
Everywhere I go, I'm
You know

too
This is how them do