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
no more man, so what fuck, you know what we gon' do ha?
We gon' do what we been nigga, we gon' load up,
Get a lot mo' and a lot mo' and say fuck em',
Keep shit, keep fuckin' hoes, loading' up on mo' bitches
Then you know what I'm sayin', we gon' get too nigga
I ain't never gettin' full, I'm full blooded with 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 wit bullets
Yeah, I got the off, fully in the Sean John hoodie
Get fucked ya pussy
Haa, we hit em' up dey ain't lookin'
And tha shots hurt but tha head shots took em'

Damn and if tha red dot em' then tha hollow-head got em'
his tops to his bottom Jack, yea
Ya see we grind the bottom just to make 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 fronta he cool wit dem boyz on fan

I'm on hot, I in different climates
in a animal, keep runnin' wit my prime mates
You did it 'til you done 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, a nigga wit stretch marks
You'nt come up to a nigga chest
Pause-up, paw, what tha fuck they play dat in da fa?

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

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

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

Yeah, you underdig, shorty it's all about one thing
If you bout nigga come fuck with us
If you ain't bout money get the fuck from us nigga
And whatever you we bout it
However you wanna get it we can 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 sleep in a fa tryin' a dude
bust ya head to da meat
Turn ya mind 2 food, food fa
Think, I ain't to you
I'll lie his body in grease, set to em'
tie his body in sheets, put tha tires to em'
Make em' feel tha
Put his feet in tha

Damn, I'm tha heat in tha blaze and niggaz they ways
When I'm in tha streets wit Blake,
My hungry, he'll eat tha plate
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 fuck round us
Fuck dat, I'm comin' bak

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

And people say that I am a kid still, tha lil' nigga
Still ride on big wheels, you feelin' then
on and get killed, this kid peel bandannas like bananas
Say I'm slight bananas, I 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
Call it Lil' Weezyana, tha new plan

Yeah nigga, you some money get at me nigga
Thats the way
shit we bout that get at me
Nigga solo, dolo nigga