Luyện nghe bài hát By Your Side

(Zalla B)

Hey Ikay... A B enuh,

(Ikay)

Cry homie... Let's do this,
Kay, Zalla... uh, yea, uh.

(Zalla B)

attack, dats da damn attack.

1

(Ikay)

I pour out liquors for my laid niggaz,
Four years and I still miss ya,
In my mind I paint a picture of da time I used to hang wit ya,
The day you died, I cried,
Just be...
By side!
Life's 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,
day I'll be...
By side!
My all I got
Why try and be something I'm not,
So brothers on my block,
I'm cool but no fool can my spot,
Da streets love me, mom don't want me,
Why all these pain haunt me?
I roam da cold streets... my mom got and I can't do shit,
Her son get rich,
I'll trade every cent and on my wrist,
to be...
By Side!
I you mama,
I da stress you under,
Ten percent and da rest is drama,
I'm nothing but ache,
All my life I been makin heart break,
That ain't right! I putting my fate in da wrong place,
smiling round da wrong face,
You can take all I got me,
Set da on me,
have my dreams and you can't take that from me,
Yea I hustle... spend a drug money,
It's for a new start,
I got in Kingston, niggaz in New York,
My still glistens,
I still da truth and da block still listens,
I blow in da sky for my niggaz that strive or they locked in prison,
I'm firm in da street a ship wit a anchor,
God you give me and I thank ya,
I got all these tattoos knowin some day it's give me cancer,
A is coming, to me a change is nothing,
Let it rain, let it da suffering,
My get peace from da trees they puffin,
I'm a for life, can't be no husband,
Cuz is hustling,
Dem broads will hustle ya house, ya cars,
No love! For da they wanna get in ya drawers,
And be...
By side!
amazing, my nigga Craig just hop in da Benz,
Made da get wit it again,
I do this for my up in da pen,
I pour out liquor for them,
It's da facts I'm statin', a red attracts temptation,
Kay rise from da dirt, da new sensation,
What do you do ya life becomes a strife and you just wanna die,
in ya eyes,
Cuz ya best up there in da sky,
And it's hell here,
Niggaz in da doin years,
Nigga don't be scared, cares,
God is right...
By side!

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(Zalla B)

Dat is di father seh,
Stand ghetto youth, dat is what di order seh,
Di pree when wi drop out is fi deh weh di deh,
But we a gwaan live a so Ikay just hold di glock...
By side!
Cuz dem want fi 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 stop actin a bitch,
Cuz Zalla hitch,
And mi neva snitch,
All we do a pon di street a try fi get rich,
A di weh we spit mek vultures a pitch,
Come a run off dem but dem don't know a shit,
Weed innah mi chalice, roll mi spliff,
Bad mind get a outta di K-Swiss,
Bomb attack! Ikay... yuh catch di
Hey!
got di glock pon him waist line,
Mek di streets like a bass line,
Telescope him up to di face line,
Dats da attack and gangstas nuh waste time,
Cry takin' over,

(Ikay)

Zalla told ya,

(Zalla B)

Deh pon di side 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)

Hennessey in da sofa,

(Zalla B)

Jehovah! mi exposure,
Bun di devil Fantan Mojah,
Jah! closer,
Yeah! because every 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)

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