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.

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(Ikay)

I pour out liquors for my down niggaz,
Four years passed and I miss ya,
In my mind I paint a picture of da when I used to hang wit ya,
The day you died, I cried,
wanna be...
By side!
Life's down here,
starve down here,
But da law care,
So brothers 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 that I'm not,
So brothers on my block,
I'm but no fool can take my spot,
Da streets don't me, mom don't want me,
Why all pain gotta haunt me?
I roam da cold streets... my mom got sick and I 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 and da rest is drama,
I'm but heart ache,
All my I been makin your heart break,
That ain't right! I been putting my in da wrong place,
Been smiling round da 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 little money,
It's for a new start,
I got niggaz in Kingston, in New York,
My still glistens,
I still speak da truth and da block listens,
I blow smoke in da sky for my niggaz that 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 tattoos knowin some day it's gonna give me cancer,
A is coming, to me a change is nothing,
Let it rain, let it da suffering,
My homies get peace da trees they puffin,
I'm a playa for life, be no husband,
Cuz is hustling,
Dem broads hustle ya house, hustle ya cars,
No love! For da money they 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 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 up there in da sky,
And it's hell here,
in da cell doin years,
Nigga be scared, somebody cares,
God is right...
By side!

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(Zalla B)

Dat is what di seh,
firm ghetto youth, dat is what di order seh,
Di pree wi drop out is fi deh weh di father deh,
But we a gwaan a while so Ikay just hold di glock...
By side!
Cuz dem fi drop 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 it mek yuh friend drop...
By side!
So actin like a bitch,
Cuz Zalla hitch,
And mi neva 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 mouth but dem know a shit,
Weed innah mi chalice, rizzla mi spliff,
Bad mind get a outta di K-Swiss,
Bomb attack! Ikay... yuh di drift?
Hey!
got di glock pon him waist line,
Mek di streets vibrate like a line,
Telescope scope him up to di line,
Dats da damn attack and gangstas nuh time,
Cry takin' over,

(Ikay)

Remember told ya,

(Zalla B)

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

(Ikay)

Dis game over,

(Zalla B)

Cuz me want a and Ikay want a Rover,

(Ikay)

da dream of every soldier,

(Zalla B)

Innah and pull over,

(Ikay)

Hennessey in da sofa,

(Zalla B)

Jehovah! mi exposure,
Bun di devil like Mojah,
Jah! closer,
Yeah! because every ghetto youths 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, da damn attack,
Cry Nation!
Yuh know.