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 breakin' bread with her
shit

Take a from the strip, to the bed
that hoe give me head,
but I ain't breakin' bread with
her (I ain't breakin' bread with her)
Niggas lame, they beef with the gang
Tryna diss YBN 'cause know we some bread
winners ('cause they know we some winners)
Bread getter, double flip it, a bread day (gang, gang)
Head getter, she gon' suck it, she a 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 in the stick if her mans with her (gang)
So yo' let me fuck '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 back (on my mama)
Them niggas know me like the on the dead-end (on the dead-end)
Well after track that, we used to bread end (ayy, ayy)

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

out with them titties,
damn near knock a block down (grrah)
Chicken, chicken, chicken, yeah,
a nigga guap now (pow, pow, pow, pow)
You need to get yo' bitch 'fore that bitch get piped (bitch)
LB's, only shoes that I rock now (on my mama, ayy, ayy)
You tryna fuck a that I been fucked (I been fucked, nigga)
The whole team hit, she done got
chase a bitch, only thing that I chase is paper (gang)
This money in my jeans, got me like the Lakers

My chain shine brighter a light strip (lane, lane)
a hundred to the waiter, nigga,
that's a light tip, (ballin')
That's why my old is stalkin' (you stupid bitch)
YBN the Dream Team, money balls like (gang, gang)
I just fuck, don't wanna cuff you, bitch, I'm sorry
Scratched her name off the list, and the bitch won't stop
Poked a hole in my condom, bitch try to put me on (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 ain't breakin' bread with
her (I ain't never breakin' with her)
Niggas lame, they want beef with the
Tryna diss YBN they know we some bread
winners ('cause know we some bread winners)
Bread getter, flip it, that's a bread day (gang, gang)
getter, she gon' suck it, she a head giver
One with a bitch, and let my mans get her
No new niggas 'cause these niggas be pretenders (gang)