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 passed and I miss ya,
In my mind I paint a picture of da time when I 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 brothers in da 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 that I'm not,
So many on my block,
I'm cool but no fool can my spot,
Da streets don't love me, mom don't me,
Why all pain gotta haunt me?
I roam da streets... my mom got sick and I can't do shit,
Her son get rich,
I'll 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 but heart ache,
All my life I been makin heart break,
That right! I been putting my fate in da wrong place,
smiling round da wrong face,
You can take all I got me,
Set da on me,
Always have my dreams and you can't 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 speak da truth and da still listens,
I blow in da sky for my niggaz that strive 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 change is coming, to me a is nothing,
Let it rain, let it da suffering,
My homies get peace from da they puffin,
I'm a playa for life, be no husband,
Cuz is hustling,
Dem broads will hustle ya house, ya cars,
No love! For da money they get in ya drawers,
And be...
By side!
It's amazing, my nigga Craig hop in da Benz,
Made da get wit it again,
I do for my niggaz up in da pen,
I pour out liquor for them,
da facts I'm statin', a red apple attracts temptation,
Kay rise from da dirt, da new sensation,
What do you do when ya life becomes a strife and you wanna die,
in ya eyes,
Cuz ya friend 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 what di seh,
Stand firm ghetto youth, dat is what di seh,
Di pree when wi drop out is fi deh weh di deh,
But we a gwaan live a while so Ikay just di glock...
By side!
Cuz dem want fi we out,
So mi dip innah mi and pop di shotty out,
pop off di chopper and mad fi cut di throat,
Pop off di Parker 40 and it mek yuh friend drop...
By side!
So stop actin a bitch,
Cuz neva hitch,
And mi guns snitch,
All we do a hustle pon di 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,
innah 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 vibrate a bass line,
Telescope scope him up to di line,
Dats da damn attack and nuh waste time,
Cry Nation over,

(Ikay)

Remember Zalla 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 Benz and Ikay a Rover,

(Ikay)

Dats da dream of soldier,

(Zalla B)

Clarks and pull over,

(Ikay)

Sippin in da sofa,

(Zalla B)

Jehovah! mi exposure,
Bun di devil like 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 takin over,
Zalla, Ikay...
Let know! For real...

(Zalla B)

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