Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

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

I got it
I got it

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

and if tha red dot spot em' then tha hollow-head got em'
Knock his to his bottom Jack, yea
Ya see we grind from the bottom just to it to da bottom
At the very bottom of da map,
Piranhas, every you at, you gotta wear a extra condom 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
in a animal, keep runnin' wit my prime mates
You ain't did it 'til you done it in fives states
Weezy-hustle, no blubber, I put on
And in a drought I go on a and stretch more
all dat weight, leave a nigga wit stretch marks
You'nt even up to a nigga chest
Pause-up, paw, what tha they play dat in da club fa?

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

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

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

Yeah, you underdig, shorty it's all one thing nigga
If you money nigga come fuck with us
If you bout money get the fuck from 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 nuts on the 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 mind 2 food, fa thought
Think, I ain't to you
lie his body in grease, set fire to em'
I'll tie his body in sheets, put tha to em'
Make em' feel tha
Put his in tha blades

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

Yeah nigga, I tell em', I tell em' 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 play
And I gravel ground dog, I'm under ground call me ground hog
Lay down laws call me ground law but don't 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 nigga, rip a nigga, flip ya vehicle
Split ya windshield, whack ya mama
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 peel like bananas
Say I'm bananas, I blow a weekend in Havana
In my Gabana wit my bottom bitch from
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 some money get at me nigga
the only way
Dumb shit we bout get at me
Nigga roll solo, dolo