Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Bye Bye

I'm about to be a millionaire, money on the street, like
Hustlin' my like drugs, I find it bug
Muthafuckas always gotta the safe but they don't do jay
But anyway, it's another day, another dollar to earn, more weed to

I learn, muthafuckas are
Listenin' to what tell us but don't matter what fellas
I figure this, niggas want Buck to get
miss, while I'm kickin' this

You miss, I can put you on the list, in the studio to hits
'Cuz all it is a whip, for you to flip
Jock I got, clock what I got
But you don't got what I got, watch the

Listenin' to grill chill, make you like you wanna get in my shit
Sip my dick, do it straw for, while you war wit war
War only money for niggas who think, dummy
You got your window wide like it's sunny outside
Sleep, nigga, bye bye

Boom bye bye to a sound in
The shot ti fly now that bwoy lie dead
Two shots to dem chin, enemy or friend
the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin' end

to, me and you
Won On Won Tek-N-Steele, fuck ya whole crew
Forty millimeter shells in the well
Look like ya niggas gotta be the first to

Just because ya niggas jail, just came home
To flip, up in the jail cell, to sit
And roam, now, I got a kite my little nigga Cappone
me the jail wars on

I know, I was listenin' to
'em niggas it was on a long time ago
Gather up the firearms to bomb, the alarm
'Cuz shit get and sweaty palms

So I gotta remain
Gather up my thoughts so I go wrong
Plan to too smooth, you think you got me

Weak tar in copy, villain, who the fuck you killin'?
I'm to bet, you think you in it but your street is still a vet
and tried, boom bye bye

Boom bye bye to a bwoy in
The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie
Two shots dead to dem chin, or friend
Fake the funk, I put the to a muthafuckin' end

Although I come, I come abstract
people get it whenever they play it back
Black or you read or a hook you said
BD get up in ya head, say it in the bed

BD, BD, BD, up in ya zone, BD, BD, BD, breakin' ya
But no what, I never break into ya home
'Cuz your is not a home, if you don't got chrome

Now, you follow me and you ask how
Well, as a leader, I'ma you play the background
Mercenary but I'm and when I bust, I bust to hit

lie in the mist and you hear it twist, of somebody cap
Steady bustin' in the front and got hit in the
Thought it couldn't happen, 'cuz you was strappin'

Bullets hit the and descend to detonate, target chest plate
up the earthquake, can't wait to demonstrate
The of the one, two roll wit I
thought you slept, boom bye bye

Boom bye bye to a bwoy in
The shot ti fly now that bwoy lie dead
Two shots dead to dem chin, or friend
the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin' end

Boom bye bye to a sound in
The ti fly now that sound bwoy lie dead
Two dead to dem chin, enemy or friend
Fake the funk, I put the junk to a end