Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

Yea shorty, you what I'm talkin' bout'
I peepin' these niggaz out here slippin' like they 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 em', nigga
Keep buyin' shit, keep fuckin' hoes, up on mo' bitches
Then you know what I'm sayin', we get greedy too nigga
I ain't gettin' full, I'm full blooded with this grind

I got it
I got it

Murder Capitol, key to survive is kill
If the don't murder you, tha Rydahs will, fa real
And niggaz know I go to the fullest, get involved
And I got em' dodge ball wit bullets
Yeah, I got the off, fully in the Sean John hoodie
Get fucked ya play
Haa, we hit em' up while dey ain't
And tha body shots hurt but tha shots took em'

Damn and if tha red dot em' then tha hollow-head got em'
Knock his tops to his Jack, yea
Ya see we grind from the bottom to make it to da bottom
At the very of da map, Louisiana
Piranhas, every you at, you gotta wear a extra condom and a
Extra gat, ya bitch could get it fa actin' like a man and 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 in different climates
Stuck in a animal, keep runnin' wit my mates
You ain't did it you done it like in fives states
Weezy-hustle, no blubber, I put on
And in a drought I go on a and stretch more
Lose all dat weight, leave a wit stretch marks
You'nt come up to a nigga chest
Pause-up, paw, tha fuck they play dat in da club fa?

Real Shit I'm duckin' bombs 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 tha shots dey send to da God
They up high way to Heaven Boulevard

Damn, dem niggaz and jive, not even in tha eye exam
They ain't fa I, fa A and a K
I'll ya face crook to tha side
Now when you smilin' everybody gotta look tha side.
'Cuz when you wilin' you ain't 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

What up chizzle? You my distant
Real shit nigga, father different motha, shit
I skip tha frontin' and to keepin' it trill
You not me fa nothin' otha
I'm somethin' otha than you feel
I'm deeper fa
I'm deeper than skills, my speeches can
in peace

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

You sleep in a field fa tryin' a
bust ya head to da meat
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 in sheets, put tha tires to em'
em' feel tha escalade
Put his feet in tha

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

nigga, I tell em', I tell em' again shorty
If it ain't 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 like ground dog, I'm under ground call me ground hog
Lay down call me ground law but don't confuse 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 like Rip-Kin nigga
Wit tha 40 Cal nigga, rip a nigga, flip ya vehicle
Split ya windshield, ya baby mama
But I let tha kid

And say that I am a kid still, 'cuz 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 blow a weekend in
In my Gabana wit my bottom bitch from
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 Lil' Weezyana, that's tha new

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