Luyện nghe bài hát Burbans And Lacs

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

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

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

I smoke and over again, God, forgive me
'Cause I'm a young with tattoos in my skin
Four thousand dolla Benz with my name on my rims
And when I pull up, hoes be like, I know him

Sometime I flip in a cream Caddy, sometimes I flip in a Fleet
You know the one with the skin
And the chrome spinning shoes, that fill the feet
slide in my Dodge Intrepid
Or the limousine tint over and fresh meat

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

I wish [unverified] was
So I could watch him make 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 I've rappin'

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or
the only 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 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)

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

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

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

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or
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, black or blue
the only 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)

Every morning I wake up and give my to God
Just for me see another sunrise
sometime, making it through the night is hard
Livin' in a place where cheering kills, cheering and be the civilian

Lord, I've been you so long, I wonder if you even hear me
though I can call a whole heap a burdens
I know there's a bunch of as well
I remember I had to sleep on benches
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 gangs trying to beat me down
It's MTV and BET now and ain't no mo' weed
Ain't nothing but the herb

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

We Burbans and Lacs, black 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)

We ride 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)