Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

Yea shorty, you know what I'm talkin'
I peepin' these niggaz out here they slippin' like ain't bout
Money no more man, so what fuck, you 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 fuck em',
Keep buyin' shit, keep hoes, loading' up on mo' bitches
Then you know what I'm sayin', we gon' get greedy too
I ain't never gettin' full, I'm blooded with this grind

I got it
I got it

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

and if tha red dot spot em' then tha hollow-head got em'
Knock his tops to his Jack, yea
Ya see we grind from the bottom just to it to da bottom
At the bottom of da map, Louisiana
Piranhas, every where you at, you gotta wear a extra and a
Extra gat, ya bitch get it fa actin' like a man and niggaz 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 adjust in climates
Stuck in a animal, keep 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 diet and more
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?

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

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

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

Yeah, you underdig, shorty it's all about one nigga
If you bout money nigga fuck with us
If you ain't bout get the fuck from round us nigga
And whatever you bout we it
However you wanna get it we can give it to ya
Order bitch, ya underdig, put ya prints in
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 bust ya head to da
Turn ya 2 food, 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'
em' feel tha escalade
Put his in tha blades

Damn, I'm tha heat in tha blaze and niggaz keep ways
I'm in tha streets 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, wayz, when I pop it
Leave a nigga side wayz, fa five days, man talk

Yeah nigga, I em', I tell em' again shorty
If it about money
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 like ground dog, I'm under ground me ground hog
Lay down laws call me ground law but 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 tha corner like Rip-Kin nigga
Wit tha 40 Cal nigga, rip a nigga, flip ya vehicle
ya windshield, whack ya baby mama
But I let tha kid

And say that I am a kid still, 'cuz tha lil' nigga
Still on big wheels, you feelin' animal then
on and get killed, this kid peel bandannas like bananas
Say I'm slight bananas, I blow a weekend in
In my wit my bottom bitch from Savannah
Man a train 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 that get at me
roll solo, dolo nigga