Luyện nghe bài hát By Your Side

(Zalla B)

Hey Ikay... A B enuh,

(Ikay)

Cry Nation homie... do this,
Kay, Zalla... uh, yea, uh.

(Zalla B)

Bomb attack, da damn attack.

1

(Ikay)

I pour out for my laid down niggaz,
Four passed and I still miss ya,
In my mind I paint a picture of da when I used to hang wit ya,
The day you died, I cried,
Just be...
By side!
hard down here,
Kids starve here,
But da law care,
So many in da morgue down here,
Yo nigga! I got you in my heart here,
Some day be...
By side!
My all I got
Why try and be something I'm not,
So many on my block,
I'm cool but no fool can my spot,
Da don't love me, mom don't want me,
Why all these gotta haunt me?
I da cold streets... my mom got sick and I can't do shit,
Her son get rich,
I'll trade every and shine on my wrist,
to be...
By Side!
I you mama,
I know da you under,
Ten percent and da rest is drama,
I'm nothing but ache,
All my life I been your heart break,
That ain't right! I been putting my fate in da place,
Been smiling round da face,
You can all I got from me,
Set da on me,
Always have my dreams and you take that from me,
Yea I hustle... spend a little money,
It's for a new start,
I got niggaz in Kingston, in New York,
My still glistens,
I still da truth and da block still listens,
I blow smoke in da sky for my niggaz that strive or they in prison,
I'm firm in da like a ship wit a anchor,
God you give me life and I ya,
I got all tattoos knowin some day it's gonna give me cancer,
A change is coming, to me a is nothing,
Let it rain, let it da suffering,
My get peace from da trees they puffin,
I'm a playa for life, be no husband,
Cuz is hustling,
Dem will hustle ya house, hustle ya cars,
No love! For da money wanna get in ya drawers,
And be...
By side!
It's amazing, my nigga just hop in da Benz,
da streets get wit it again,
I do for my niggaz up in da pen,
I pour out liquor for them,
It's da facts I'm statin', a red attracts temptation,
Kay from da dirt, da new black sensation,
What do you do when ya life becomes a strife and you just die,
in ya eyes,
Cuz ya best friend up in da sky,
And hell down here,
Niggaz in da doin years,
Nigga be scared, somebody cares,
God is right...
By side!

2

(Zalla B)

Dat is what di seh,
Stand firm youth, dat is what di order seh,
Di pree when wi out is fi deh weh di father deh,
But we a gwaan live a while so Ikay hold di glock...
By side!
Cuz dem fi drop we out,
So mi dip mi waist and pop di shotty out,
pop off di chopper and mad fi cut di throat,
Pop off di Parker 40 and buss it mek yuh drop...
By side!
So actin like a bitch,
Cuz neva hitch,
And mi neva snitch,
All we do a hustle pon di a try fi get rich,
A di rhyme weh we spit mek a pitch,
Come a run off dem mouth but dem know a shit,
Weed innah mi chalice, rizzla mi spliff,
Bad get a kick outta di K-Swiss,
attack! Ikay... yuh catch di drift?
Hey!
Zalla got di pon him waist line,
Mek di vibrate like a bass line,
Telescope scope him up to di line,
Dats da damn attack and gangstas nuh time,
Cry Nation over,

(Ikay)

Zalla told ya,

(Zalla B)

Deh pon di gully and we a try fi mek it over,

(Ikay)

Dis ain't over,

(Zalla B)

Cuz me want a and Ikay want a Rover,

(Ikay)

da dream of every soldier,

(Zalla B)

Innah Clarks and over,

(Ikay)

Sippin in da sofa,

(Zalla B)

Jehovah! mi exposure,
Bun di like Fantan Mojah,
Jah! closer,
Yeah! because ghetto youths wanna be...
By side!

(Ikay)

Yea, we lookin for a way out,

(Zalla B)

Yow Ikay... yea,

(Ikay)

You know! Da way possible,
Yo Nicko! I see you man,
Cry Nation over,
Zalla, Ikay...
Let know! For real...

(Zalla B)

attack, dats da damn attack,
Cry Nation!
Yuh know.