Luyện nghe bài hát Bye Bye

Tom Dub


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(Hooha hooha)

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Don
I blow ya piece off (hey)
And you gone spray blood you cough
'cause murderer (Like That)
And time your learned
If you with tha devil
Then yo ass get

Gang bang
Meetin' yo mudda was
Your momma gonna need when you die
'cause I'ma your head
And yo momma yo eyiieaa
Who wanna test a
Bitch I'm the
in the hood
You rap is my targets
I'm ya out
Red on yo forehead
Rydas play
I'm quick to leave ya
we ain't broke
We all our cash
And an ole mothafucka
talkin' trash
I tha gat out
And it in yo mouth
And why you cryin'
The Rydas all out

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

Betta watch yo
I got my gat
Right yo ass and let it fly
And watch your whole program
I give a fuck I'm a hitman
in trucks
And I be mothafuckas
With hot ass slugs
I sold drugs fot too
Now I'm inta killin'
Into bustin' hollow into
Who pop the lip
Clique
Foe Foe murdered the whole
Burn bitch down
Bitch ass can eat a glock

Ice one to yo chest
Launch on the
Forty poured out in memory (damn)
Whud you die
ta score
Outta Clip's pocket
why your heart exploded
From the blaze of
Any side-runner to undercut a Ryda
Get blasted up and
Than Tracy vagina
we wiser
Than yo gang bang hustla
Kickin' up
I bust
Ryde ya

Bye Bye
These Rydas die
Bye
C'mon come try
Bye Bye
Buckshot buck
Bye
Rydas in the

Pucker up and kiss your ass
All you none mothafuckas
You can eat a and die
What you about a thug?
What you about a G?
You ain't a mothafucka
You shit to me
No what those otha niggas try to tell you though
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, Khakis and
Shotgun to your mouth hole

Blow yo apple
Into apple
Call yo
And tell her bout her horrible
But I no fuck
yo luck
I ran out
And I bail out in a truck
I don't even see yo face no more
rip it off and then punch your skull

Dumb
Breathe on Eight and Sherm
When you learn
That a Ryda let his pistol
Contact a lawyer
And get wig broke
teflon to yo head, legs, chest, and throat
Let it be
To the rest of your bitch
Ain't no
Shit...who we run
You you
yo momma with two from my ride (BUCK BUCK BUCK)
Boom bye bye

Bye Bye
These Rydas die
Bye
C'mon come try
Bye Bye
buck boom
Bye
in the room

I see you bitches still know
I let the gat do talkin'
When I'm barkin' at punk ass hos
Catch ya in my gunzone (Yayeaa)
All
Wit my beam on the tip of yo
And it goes blaugh
bitches
For back in the day
Try ta rat a out
Now they away
gettin' carried away (bye bye)
On the
With the sheet
Bitch ass
Now ya bug me

797 797
We are in the sky
We've located 5
They are heading east on 7 mile
They crossed woodward
respond

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

Coral, is 797
Be
If the ejactulate
some for me