Luyện nghe bài hát Burbans And Lacs

Rest in peace, Big Mello, we miss 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 plan to stacks like Jigga

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

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

I smoke over and over again, God, me
'Cause I'm a young thug with in my skin
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 know the one with the platinum
And the chrome shoes, that fill the feet good
Might in my Dodge Intrepid
Or the limousine tint over and fresh meat

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

I wish [unverified] was
So I watch him make another Dub again
I'm mad at the world, love again
my so called partnas think I'm cappin'

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

We Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue
That's the way we ride, chopping 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, yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like
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 thinking of a master
I got chrome fans on my van
I'm the new Liberraci, look at how shit got me
I fuck with D-Block and the posse

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

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

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

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

Lord, I've been callin' you so long, I if you even hear me
though I can call a whole heap a burdens
I know there's a bunch of as well
I when I had to sleep on benches
Straight rob and leap over fences

In a single bound, I wish my mama see me now
no detectives tryin' to see me now
With no rival gangs trying to me down
It's MTV and BET now and ain't no mo' regular
Ain't but the best herb

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

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