Luyện nghe bài hát Bye Bye

Tom Dub


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(Hooha hooha)

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I blow ya piece off (hey)
And you gone spray blood you cough
'cause I'ma (Like That)
And it's time learned
If you with tha devil
yo ass get burned

Gang bang
Meetin' yo was intentional
Your momma gonna need when you die
'cause I'ma your head
And send yo momma yo
Who test a mothafucka
Bitch I'm the
in the hood
You rap artists is my
I'm ya out
Red beam on yo
Rydas play
I'm to leave ya dead
we ain't broke
We all our cash
And that's an ole
Still trash
I tha gat out
And it in yo mouth
And why you cryin'
The goin' all out

Bye Bye
These don't die
Bye
killa come try
Bye Bye
Buckshot buck
Bye
in the room

Betta watch yo
I got my gat
between yo ass and let it fly
And your whole program drop
I a fuck I'm like a hitman
Rydin' in
And I be bustin'
With these hot ass
I drugs fot too long
Now I'm killin' shit
Into bustin' hollow into
Who pop the lip
Ryda
Foe Foe murdered the whole
Burn that bitch
Bitch ass can eat a glock

Ice one to yo chest
on the floor
Forty poured out in your (damn)
Whud you die
Tryin' ta
Full Clip's pocket
That's why your heart
From the of riot
Any side-runner tryin' to undercut a
Get up and wild
Than Tracy Lorde's
we wiser
Than yo average gang bang
Kickin' up
When I
Ryde ya

Bye Bye
Rydas don't die
Bye
killa come try
Bye Bye
Buckshot buck
Bye
Rydas in the

Pucker up and your ass goodbye
All you none Rydin'
You can eat a and die
What you know a thug?
What you about a G?
You ain't a mothafucka
You shit to me
No matter what those otha niggas try to tell you
you and yo skills
And yo jaw gettin'
If you Foe Foe
or Cell Block
Full Clip or Lil'
You can eat a

at me
Gangsta, and last
barrel to your mouth hole

Blow yo Adam's
Into apple
Call yo
And tell her bout her horrible
But I guess no
yo luck
I ran out
And I bail out in a black
I don't even wanna see yo no more
I'ma rip it off and then punch skull

mothafucka
Breathe on Ball and Sherm
When you gonna
a Ryda let his pistol burn
Contact a firm
And get your wig
teflon to yo head, legs, chest, and throat
Let it be
To the rest of bitch crew
no limitations
Shit...who we run
You you
Kiss yo momma two from my ride (BUCK BUCK BUCK)
bitty bye bye

Bye Bye
These Rydas die
Bye
C'mon killa try
Bye Bye
Buckshot boom
Bye
Rydas in the

I see you bitches don't know
I let the gat do that
When I'm barkin' at punk ass hos
Catch ya slippin' in my (Yayeaa)
All
Wit my on the tip of yo nose
And there it goes
Shootin'
For back in the day
Try ta rat a out
Now buried away
Niggas carried away (bye bye)
On the
With the sheet
Bitch ass
Now ya bug me

797 797
We are in the sky
located 5 suspects
They are east bound on 7 mile
They just crossed
respond

797, this is police responding
We have, uh, units in pursuit at this
Once the are apprehended
We are going to suck units

Coral, is 797
Be
If the suspects
Save for me