Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

Yea shorty, you know I'm talkin' bout'
I these niggaz out here they slippin' like they ain't bout
Money no more man, so fuck, you know what we gon' do ha?
We gon' do what we been doin' nigga, we load up,
Get a lot mo' and a lot mo' and say fuck em',
Keep buyin' shit, fuckin' hoes, loading' up on mo' bitches
Then you know I'm sayin', we gon' get greedy too nigga
I never gettin' full, I'm full blooded with this grind

I got it
I got it

Murder Capitol, only key to survive is
If the elements don't you, tha Rydahs will, fa real
And niggaz know I go hard to the fullest, get
And I got em' dodge ball wit bullets
Yeah, I got the sawed off, fully in the John hoodie
Get fucked ya play
Haa, we hit em' up while dey lookin'
And tha body hurt but tha head shots took em'

Damn and if tha red dot em' then tha hollow-head got em'
Knock his tops to his Jack, yea
Ya see we from the bottom just to make it to da bottom
At the very bottom of da map,
Piranhas, every where you at, you gotta a extra condom and a
Extra gat, ya bitch could get it fa actin' like a man and in
Pakistan, impactin' on ya man, I his hand
Ya man on command in fronta niggaz he cool wit dem on fan

I'm on hot, I in different climates
Stuck in a animal, keep wit my prime mates
You ain't did it 'til you it like in fives states
Weezy-hustle, no blubber, I put on
And in a drought I go on a diet and stretch
Lose all dat weight, leave a nigga wit stretch
You'nt come up to a nigga chest
Pause-up, paw, what tha they play dat in da club fa?

Real Shit I'm bombs from a drug war
No religion but da cops swear dat drug law
Father forgive em' fa dey know not who dey pushin'
forgive me if I have to send em' to you Lord
I'm tryna dodge tha shots dey send to da God
ridin' up high way to Heaven Boulevard

Damn, dem pussy and jive, not even in tha eye exam
They lookin' fa I, fa A and a K
I'll ya face crook to tha side
Now you smilin' everybody gotta look from tha side.
'Cuz you wilin' you ain't lookin' you jus lookin' high
And we hungry, you look like pie
potato-ass nigga, you lemon meringue, apple custard
Cherry jelly, make me get tha biscuit busta, yeah

What up chizzle? You my distant
Real nigga, same father different motha, shit
I skip tha frontin' and stick to keepin' it
You not know me fa nothin'
I'm otha than people you feel
I'm fa real
I'm deeper than skills, my can kill
Rest in

Yeah, you underdig, shorty it's all about one thing
If you money nigga come fuck with us
If you ain't bout get the fuck from round us nigga
And you bout we bout it
However you get it we can give it to ya nigga
Order bitch, ya underdig, put ya in nigga
Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and let's
Let me get it back, hey, hey

You in a field fa tryin' a dude
I'll bust ya head to da
ya mind 2 food, food fa thought
Think, I ain't to you
lie his body in grease, set fire to em'
I'll tie his in sheets, put tha tires to em'
em' feel tha escalade
Put his feet in tha

Damn, I'm tha heat in tha blaze and niggaz they ways
When I'm in tha wit Blake, watch
My nigga hungry, eat tha plate
And if I ask tha homeboy, eat ya face, yeah
And he got me, you can ask
I'm a pool table, I keep tha 8
My side pocket, wayz, when I pop it
Leave a nigga wayz, fa five days, bird man talk

Yeah nigga, I tell em', I em' again shorty
If it about money
Get all the from round us
Fuck dat, I'm bak gurl

Check my swag, I travel light, sound dog, you hard
And I gravel like ground dog, I'm under ground call me hog
Lay down laws me ground law but don't confuse me wit da law
Naw, but just confuse me wit my paw because I am the J.R.
I ain't trippin' nigga, I play tha corner Rip-Kin nigga
Wit tha 40 Cal Rip-kin nigga, rip a nigga, ya vehicle
Split ya windshield, whack ya baby
But I let tha kid

And people say that I am a kid still, 'cuz tha lil'
Still on big wheels, you feelin' animal then
Come on and get killed, this kid peel bandannas like
Say I'm bananas, I blow a weekend in Havana
In my Gabana wit my bottom from Savannah
Man a couldn't stop ya man, I'm man up and you not a man
I stand up, say I got my land, I'm tha man of my
it Lil' Weezyana, that's tha new plan

Yeah nigga, you some money get at me nigga
the only way
Dumb shit we bout get at me
roll solo, dolo nigga