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)

Bomb attack, da damn attack.

1

(Ikay)

I pour out liquors for my laid niggaz,
Four years passed and I miss ya,
In my mind I a picture of da time 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 brothers in da down here,
Yo nigga! I got you in my down here,
day I'll be...
By side!
My all I got
Why try and be something I'm not,
So many on my block,
I'm but no fool can take my spot,
Da streets love me, mom don't want me,
Why all these gotta haunt me?
I roam da cold streets... my mom got and I can't do shit,
Her son get rich,
trade every cent and shine on my wrist,
to be...
By Side!
I you mama,
I know da you under,
Ten percent pain and da is drama,
I'm nothing but ache,
All my I been makin your heart break,
That ain't right! I been putting my fate in da place,
Been round da wrong face,
You can take all I got me,
Set da on me,
Always my dreams and you can't 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 glock glistens,
I still da truth and da block still listens,
I blow smoke in da sky for my niggaz that or they locked in prison,
I'm firm in da like a ship wit a anchor,
God you me life 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 homies get peace from da trees puffin,
I'm a playa for life, be no husband,
Cuz is hustling,
Dem broads will ya house, hustle ya cars,
No love! For da money wanna get in ya drawers,
And be...
By side!
It's amazing, my Craig 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 I'm statin', a red apple attracts temptation,
Kay from da dirt, da new black sensation,
What do you do when ya life a strife and you just wanna die,
in ya eyes,
Cuz ya friend up there in da sky,
And it's down here,
in da cell doin years,
Nigga don't be scared, cares,
God is right...
By side!

2

(Zalla B)

Dat is di father 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 a while so Ikay just hold di glock...
By side!
Cuz dem want fi we out,
So mi dip innah mi waist and pop di 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 like a bitch,
Cuz Zalla 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 mi chalice, rizzla roll mi spliff,
Bad mind get a outta di K-Swiss,
Bomb attack! Ikay... yuh catch di
Hey!
Zalla got di pon him waist line,
Mek di streets like a bass line,
Telescope him up to di face line,
da damn attack and gangstas nuh waste time,
Cry takin' over,

(Ikay)

Remember 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 Benz and want a Rover,

(Ikay)

Dats da dream of 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 every youths wanna be...
By side!

(Ikay)

Yea, we just for a way out,

(Zalla B)

Yow Ikay... yea,

(Ikay)

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

(Zalla B)

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