Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

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

I got it
I got it

Capitol, only key to survive is kill
If the elements don't murder you, tha 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 dey ain't lookin'
And tha body shots hurt but tha head shots 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, where 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 adjust in climates
Stuck in a animal, keep runnin' wit my prime
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 stretch
Lose all dat weight, leave a nigga wit stretch
even come up to a nigga chest
Pause-up, paw, tha fuck 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
forgive me if I have to send em' to you Lord
I'm just dodge 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 ain't fa I, fa A and a K
I'll make ya face to tha side
Now when you smilin' everybody gotta look tha side.
when 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 make me get tha biscuit busta,

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

Yeah, you underdig, shorty it's all about one thing
If you money nigga come fuck with us
If you ain't money get the fuck from round us nigga
And you bout we bout it
However you wanna get it we can give it to ya
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
I'll bust ya to da meat
Turn ya mind 2 food, food fa
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'
Make em' feel tha
Put his in tha blades

Damn, I'm tha heat in tha blaze and niggaz keep ways
When I'm in tha wit Blake, watch
My hungry, he'll eat tha plate
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, wayz, when I pop it
Leave a nigga wayz, fa five days, bird man talk

nigga, I tell 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 call me ground law but don't confuse me wit da law
Naw, but confuse 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, whack ya baby
But I let tha kid

And people say that I am a kid still, 'cuz tha lil'
Still ride on big wheels, you feelin' animal
Come on and get killed, this kid bandannas like bananas
Say I'm slight bananas, I blow a in Havana
In my Gabana wit my bottom bitch from
Man a train couldn't 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 get at me nigga
the only way
Dumb shit we that get at me
Nigga roll solo, dolo