Luyện nghe bài hát Bagg Up

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Bounce, bounce, bounce (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 but it's all gravy
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 this streetness, had a weakness
this, I do this daily
Follow my whole set, of moet
Bet they lay me
Six feet in the dirt, I'm the one the work
Got hits but they try to me
If I lack, keep straps, it's a wrap, gimme
You can with 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?
Go on then
See that Coup with maroon rag up?
Huh? Then
To money hungry chicks that always nag us
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E'rybody talkin since see I'm on a roll
Touch what's mine, you end up gettin' mowed
Ladies they me like they just found a pot of gold
Jackpot, I'm scoring big the globe
You can be hot, I'm you not and that's cold
Cold with the flow, dro it goes
Sick, baby said she drove a stick
she was ontop of me, backseat of the six
It's down round these parts
Nobody liked me till I got the deal so start
Is it different? Is it dope? I dunno what you about
Its way too funky for you to smell what I'm rappin
Just Chingy

Gimme some room when I that Jag up
Bounce, bounce,
My pockets on swoll, is that what ya mad
Huh? Go on
See Coup with that maroon rag up?
What? Then
To your money hungry chicks that nag us
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How many MC's must get
For on the NDP, New Draft 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 shootin' free's for the Knicks
Don't get me pissed, you'll take a big
It'll feel like you fell off a cliff
I'm a bully Cliff (??) I sank yo ship
Six from the clip if you pop off a lip
Chingy 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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