Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

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

I got it
I got it

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

Damn and if tha red dot spot em' tha hollow-head got em'
Knock his 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 where you at, you gotta wear a extra and a
Extra gat, ya 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
Stuck in a animal, keep runnin' wit my mates
You ain't did it 'til you done it like in states
Weezy-hustle, no blubber, I put on
And in a drought I go on a diet and more
all dat weight, leave a nigga wit stretch marks
You'nt even come up to a chest
Pause-up, paw, what tha fuck 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 just tryna dodge tha shots dey to da God
They ridin' up high way to Heaven

Damn, dem niggaz pussy and jive, not even in tha eye
ain't lookin' fa I, fa A and a K
I'll make ya face to tha side
Now when you smilin' everybody 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, 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 and stick to keepin' it trill
You not know me fa otha
I'm somethin' otha people you feel
I'm deeper fa
I'm deeper than skills, my speeches can
in peace

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

You sleep in a fa tryin' a dude
I'll bust ya head to da
Turn ya 2 food, food fa thought
Think, I lyin' to you
I'll lie his 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 heat in tha blaze and keep they ways
When I'm in tha wit Blake, watch
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 pool table, I tha 8
My side pocket, side wayz, I pop it
a nigga side wayz, fa five days, bird man talk

Yeah nigga, I tell em', I tell em' again
If it ain't about
Get all the from round us
dat, I'm comin' bak gurl

Check my swag, I travel light, dog, you play hard
And I gravel ground dog, I'm under ground call me ground hog
Lay down laws me ground law but don't confuse me wit da law
Naw, but just me wit my paw because I am the Birdman J.R.
I ain't trippin' nigga, I play tha corner like nigga
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, 'cuz tha lil'
Still on big wheels, you feelin' animal then
Come on and get killed, this kid peel like bananas
Say I'm slight bananas, I 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 up, say I got my land, I'm tha man of my land
Call it Weezyana, that's tha new plan

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