Luyện nghe bài hát Buy Out

See, This that shit they been waitin on.. You
This that buy out.. and buy on
This my nigga, Know what im sayin?
This the im goin through, the state of mind im in right now ya feel me? Hah
Alright. You can put a little delay on it from Dont even erase that shit, thats the intro. We keepin it like that.

a hundred miles and runnin, gunnin at the enemy
NIggas switchin sides, up like its the end of me
Nigga holla family, but i know these envy me
heat, thuggin till the mothafuckas sentence me
Im a trendin topic, top bitch im ridin in the 'rarri
If you dont me then im sorry
Same ole G, Im just bein me a crittic
I rap the shit 'cause i did it
dont change, neither do the game
New niggas get money, but the rules stay the
Who im gonna sign Who im wanna grind with?
my only question nigga, CMG Im dyin with
Cocaine muzik, and Guns
nigga i fuck with, went to jail i made their bond
I never leave the house my chain or my gun
Got on my dopeboy on, a fresh pair of 1's

"Preachin"

Murder was the nigga. Jump a hurrdle, Win a race nigga
Then i put it in ya face nigga.Face on my nigga
Told my lawyer go to trial. Im it big in the meanwhile
If i lose, raise Mariah for me. If i die, that fire for me
Pour out some and get higher for me
Im this one for my homeboys.
Im hollerin Oh Lord, Some shit we afford
I just be speakin the heart but sometimes it rhymes
Am i, a real rapper or just some nigga lines?
I know, Im confused. Do isupposed to be rich?
You know that hoe aint ya hoe, she yo supposed to be bitch
No supposed to be click, dont want no
Its CMG homie, and WE DONT
I get green guys, off the white
in that pot, and it get baptized
Haleluja, Bless my
my Js up, watch em hit that shoot up
Fuck this rap shit, I fit in
All the fuck boyz, all these fake
Streets on fire, plug on go
Streets so dry, i might get a truck load
yo contract, I wont sign that
Labels keep callin me, but i wont call