Luyện nghe bài hát Burbans And Lacs

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

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

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

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

Sometime I in a cream Caddy, sometimes I flip in a Fleet wood
You know the one the platinum skin
And the chrome shoes, that fill the feet good
slide in my Dodge Intrepid
Or the tint over 83's and fresh meat

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

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

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

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black 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, black yellow or
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 thinking of a plan
I got fans on my promotional van
I'm the new Liberraci, look at how shit got me
I fuck with and the Dipset posse

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

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

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black 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, 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)

morning I wake up and give my praises to God
Just for letting me see sunrise
'Cause sometime, making it the night is hard
Livin' in a place cheering kills, cheering and police be the civilian

Lord, been callin' you so long, I wonder if you even hear me
Even though I can a whole heap a burdens
I know there's a of blessings 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
no detectives tryin' to see me now
With no rival gangs to beat me down
It's MTV and BET now and ain't no mo' regular
Ain't nothing but the herb

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

We Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, chopping 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 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)