Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

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

I got it
I got it

Capitol, only key to survive is kill
If the elements murder you, tha Rydahs will, fa real
And niggaz know I go hard to the fullest, get
And I got em' playin' dodge ball wit
Yeah, I got the sawed off, fully in the Sean John
Get ya play pussy
Haa, we hit em' up while dey lookin'
And tha shots hurt but tha head shots took em'

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

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

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

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

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

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

You sleep in a fa tryin' a dude
I'll ya head to da meat
Turn ya 2 food, food fa thought
Think, I ain't to you
I'll lie his body in grease, set to em'
I'll tie his body in sheets, put tha to em'
Make em' feel tha
Put his feet in tha

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

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

my swag, I travel light, sound dog, you play hard
And I gravel like ground dog, I'm ground call me ground hog
Lay down call me ground law but don't confuse me wit da law
Naw, but confuse me wit my paw because I am the Birdman J.R.
I ain't trippin' nigga, I play tha like 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 nigga
Still ride on big wheels, you feelin' then
Come on and get killed, this kid bandannas like bananas
Say I'm bananas, I blow a weekend in Havana
In my Gabana wit my bottom bitch 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
Call it Weezyana, that's tha new plan

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