Luyện nghe bài hát Burbans And Lacs

Rest in peace, Big Mello, we gon' you, nigga
Man, I done lost so many homies, I need tissue
Taking million pictures, me and all of my niggaz
In three years, I to have stacks like Jigga

Aw naw, hell, naw, man, y'all up and done it
We chiefing like everyday, bluebonic, chronic
I did it, I done it, this rap beef, you who won it
I'm five million worldwide, I got mo'

Europe paid me eighty G's for a hour
And any nigga would be a fool, not to go
You rap about Amsterdam, nigga, I really
And over there, you could get ten for ten

I smoke over and over again, God, me
'Cause I'm a young thug with tattoos in my
Four hundred thousand dolla Benz with my on my rims
And when I pull up, be like, I know that's him

Sometime I flip in a cream Caddy, sometimes I flip in a wood
You the one with the platinum skin
And the chrome spinning shoes, that fill the feet
Might slide in my Intrepid
Or the limousine over 83's and fresh meat

Guaranteed to squeeze when enemies me
I'ma empty the and reload again
Ain't got no gal, ain't got no
thing I give a damn about is my ends

I [unverified] was alive
So I could watch him another Dub again
I'm mad at the world, fuck again
'Cause my so called partnas I'm cappin'

Bitch, I've earned the to live the good life
Y'all know how long been rappin'

We ride Burbans and Lacs, yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, blades like Screw
I'm the of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or
That's the only way we ride, blades like Screw
I'm the of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

You know, I'm of a master plan
I got chrome fans on my van
I'm the new Liberraci, look at how shit got me
I fuck D-Block and the Dipset posse

My don't stop, y'all rappers don't shop
'Cause your jeweler me, you be wearing fake rocks
And if I catch you in my hood, homie, you can't
'Cause I do niggaz like Fabolous, man, can't breathe

I got a trick up my sleeve, don't pick up my weed
And I tell my hoes bye, I fuck 'em, get up and leave
And when I pass by the laws, I gotta switch up my
'Cause my on the highway, doin' 153

We ride Burbans and Lacs, yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, blades like Screw
I'm the of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

We ride and Lacs, black yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, chopping blades Screw
I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

Every I wake up and give my praises to God
for letting me see another sunrise
'Cause sometime, making it through the is hard
Livin' in a place where cheering kills, cheering and police be the

Lord, I've been callin' you so long, I wonder if you even me
Even though I can a whole heap a burdens
I know a bunch of blessings as well
I remember when I had to sleep on
rob motherfuckers and leap over fences

In a bound, I wish my mama could see me now
Ain't no tryin' to see me now
With no rival gangs trying to beat me
It's MTV and BET now and no mo' regular weed
Ain't nothing but the herb

a grandaddy size cup of codeine
Straight over ice, nigga, yes, sir
I'm leaning like I need a V8, for the 3rd Coast
Look, respect the South and we gon' see straight, see

We ride and Lacs, black yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, blades like Screw
I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or
That's the only way we ride, blades like Screw
I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)