Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Call .J.R. Writer

(Spoken)
Yo J.R?, they've been waitin' for you dog. they've asking.
you ready? Dipset, go! Writer

[JR (CHORUS)
To all my hustlers, smugglers, stugglers
block bubblers, pushers, pot jugglers
Whats the word y'all, Flip herb raw
Clap....... thats the

If the are comin, get to hop n runnin
Quick and drop that onion, ain't no stoppin
Put away that raw, let us know the word whore
Clap........thats the

[JR
i still be where the flip, and the peas with the trees lit
so much water in the order, its just leaving sea sick
but its me in my V6, trying to skeet on her bead
they know, like im trying to keep her a secret
act wrong, chrome, passin me
next minute, shit im finished, she'll be flaggin it
but i always a straggler, thats known to bone
and run through a lap, faster than jones
man listen, i got them grams flippin tan pitchen,
corner to the damn
gained a couple fans having made the
but im still in the hood a transmission
no cat can match me, i'm fastly who half as nasty
i got it from here, all the way to cak-a-lacky
but a mac for scrapping, thinkin its just laffy taffy
shit this dun be the only thing clappin at me

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Wayne]
SpokenYeah, I'm now)
Birdman Jr. and J.R know who they are
Niggas pay off
Snitches know to see
If on the radar, I'm at it
'cause I get it on my day off, aint nuttin like getting off
off the plates
Shake off the
Dad daddy all the kit kat
I gotta lay off the way ya'll me like I'm adolf,
But cant see me, Ray Charles
I whores
probably take yours
because you off and I take off
Give me no space whatever I I takes,
whatever I I bleed and see
Bitch nigga don't breathe on the
I'm with them birds
without feeding them seeds that's you don't know about it,
full clip how I go it, full body,
body, I'm like ya'll got it yet

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SpokenKilla, dash, hoffa, you nigga.)
Damn,
In high you was the man homie
what a fan told me shiiiit
same old cat, get his Kangol
brains blown back, this is dame, but dame rap
shame on black, the so whack
sunk some children
from in front of yo buildin straight to a hudred
bad pimpin pimpin, bad doggyy
getcha on pimpin, if they actin froggy
em back up off me, i come down clappin forty
pow a badder story, not in my category
mess around, dame def jam down
supporting my back, jackin and left their pounds
red-neck found, tech pound
duck goose, pump pump shoot,
shoot get down
it may petty,
but we all turn mean
for green-fetti,
my team ready

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[JR
this ain't only and tracks, this is for the hardest cats
flippin all the back, make them catch a heart attack
when you see the narcs attack lemme know, to clap, clap ,clap
but start with he deals, pa be on chill
the car is DeVille, is ill
in the grill its far in my mills
Cruise the city with the semi or the
on like i'm starving my wheels

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