Luyện nghe bài hát Bread Winners

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, gang,
Bitch, grrah, pow, pow, pow
Yeah, whatchu-whatchu, gang,
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, gang,
I ain't never breakin' bread her
Gang

a bitch from the strip, to the bed
Make hoe give me head,
but I ain't breakin' bread with
her (I ain't never breakin' with her)
Niggas lame, they want beef with the
Tryna diss YBN 'cause they we some bread
winners ('cause they know we bread winners)
Bread getter, double flip it, a bread day (gang, gang)
Head getter, she gon' it, she a head giver
One night a bitch, and let my mans get her
No new 'cause these niggas be some pretenders (gang)

Yo' man a giver, I'm a led giver
I yo' bitch,
so I gotta let my hit her (grrrah, pow, pow, pow)
30 clip in the if her mans with her (gang)
So yo' bitch let me 'cause my chain bigger (huh?)
You say you get stacks, I'ma double that (I'ma that)
I spin a nigga block, and then I double (on my mama)
niggas know me like the house on the dead-end (on the dead-end)
Well after track that, we used to bread end (ayy, ayy)

Like a nigga a cane, I bring that stick out (grrah, bang)
Hit her hard from the back, It near blew my hip out (yeah, yeah)
Talkin' shit, the a linebacker, how them bullets blitz out
Had 'em in the streets like
he in the Get Out (bitch, gang)
Gang, ass niggas, get yo' funds up (get yo' funds up)
How yo' niggas Boy,
they need to get they up (need to get they guns up)
Yeah, my main a stripper,
that hoe to get her 1's up (bitch, get yo' 1's up)
Gang bangin' niggas up in
with them guns (gang, grrah, bang)

Bounce out them titties,
damn knock a nigga block down (grrah)
Chicken, chicken, chicken, yeah,
a gettin' guap now (pow, pow, pow, pow)
You need to get yo' bitch 'fore that bitch get piped (bitch)
Christian LB's, only that I rock now (on my mama, ayy, ayy)
You tryna fuck a bitch I been fucked (I been fucked, nigga)
The whole hit, she done got ducked
Don't chase a bitch, only that I chase is paper (gang)
This money in my jeans, got me ballin' like the

My shine brighter than a light strip (lane, lane)
a hundred to the waiter, nigga,
that's a tip, ballin' (ballin')
That's why my old bitch is stalkin' (you bitch)
YBN the Dream Team, money balls like (gang, gang)
I just wanna fuck, don't cuff you, bitch, I'm sorry
Scratched her off the list, and the bitch won't stop callin'
a hole in my condom, bitch try to put me on Maury (hell nah)
I dumb, bitch,
the top on the 'Rari (skrrt, skrrt, gang, gang)

Take a bitch the strip, to the bed
Make that hoe me head,
but I never breakin' bread with
her (I ain't breakin' bread with her)
lame, they want beef with the gang
Tryna diss YBN 'cause they we some bread
winners ('cause they we some bread winners)
Bread getter, flip it, that's a bread day (gang, gang)
Head getter, she gon' it, she a head giver
One night a bitch, and let my mans get her
No new niggas these niggas be some pretenders (gang)