Luyện nghe bài hát Bye Bye

Tom Dub


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(Hooha hooha)

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Don
I ya throat piece off (hey)
And you gone blood everytime you cough
I'ma murderer (Like That)
And it's time learned
If you dance with tha
Then yo ass get

Gang bang
Meetin' yo mudda was
Your momma gonna theropy when you die
'cause sever your head
And send yo yo eyiieaa
Who test a mothafucka
Bitch I'm the
in the hood
You rap artists is my
I'm ya out
Red on yo forehead
Rydas don't
I'm quick to leave ya
we ain't broke
We all our cash
And an ole mothafucka
Still talkin'
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 boom
Bye
Rydas in the

Betta watch yo
I got my gat
between yo ass and let it fly
And watch your whole program
I give a fuck I'm a hitman
Rydin' in
And I be mothafuckas
With hot ass slugs
I sold fot too long
Now I'm inta shit
Into hollow into bitches
Who pop the lip
Clique
Foe Foe murdered the block
Burn bitch down
Bitch ass niggas can eat a

Ice spark one to yo
on the floor
Forty out in your memory (damn)
Whud you die
ta score
Outta Clip's pocket
why your heart exploded
From the of riot
Any side-runner tryin' to undercut a
Get up and wild
Than Tracy Lorde's
we wiser
Than yo average bang hustla
Kickin' up
When I
sumthin' ya

Bye Bye
These don't die
Bye
C'mon killa try
Bye Bye
Buckshot boom
Bye
in the room

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

at me
Gangsta, and last
Shotgun barrel to your hole

Blow yo Adam's
Into apple
yo momma
And her bout her horrible loss
But I guess no
Fuck yo
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
on Eight Ball and Sherm
When you learn
That a Ryda let his pistol
a lawyer firm
And get your wig
Straps to yo head, legs, chest, and throat
Let it be
To the of your bitch crew
Ain't no
Shit...who we run
You you
Kiss yo momma with two my ride (BUCK BUCK BUCK)
bitty bye bye

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

I see you bitches still know
I let the gat do that
When I'm at these punk ass hos
Catch ya in my gunzone (Yayeaa)
All
Wit my on the tip of yo nose
And there it blaugh
Shootin'
For some in the day
Try ta rat a out
Now they buried
Niggas gettin' carried (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 bound on 7 mile
just crossed woodward
Please

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

Coral, is 797
Be
If the ejactulate
Save for me