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 spray blood you cough
'cause murderer (Like That)
And it's your learned
If you dance with tha
yo ass get burned

Gang professional
Meetin' yo was intentional
Your momma gonna need when you die
I'ma sever your head
And send yo momma yo
Who wanna 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 quick to leave ya
Bitch we broke
We all our cash
And an ole mothafucka
Still talkin'
I tha gat out
And stick it in yo
And why you cryin'
The Rydas all out

Bye Bye
Rydas don't 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 I'm like a hitman
Rydin' in
And I be mothafuckas
With these hot ass
I drugs fot too long
Now I'm inta killin'
Into hollow into bitches
Who pop the lip
Clique
Foe Foe murdered the whole
Burn that down
Bitch ass can eat a glock

Ice one to yo chest
Launch on the
Forty poured out in memory (damn)
you die for?
Tryin' ta
Outta Full Clip's
That's why your heart
the blaze of riot
Any side-runner tryin' to undercut a
Get blasted up and
Than Tracy Lorde's
'cause we
Than yo gang bang hustla
up dust
When I
Ryde ya

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

up and kiss your ass goodbye
All you none mothafuckas
You can eat a and die
What you about a thug?
you know about a G?
You ain't a Ryda
You shit to me
No matter what those niggas try to tell you though
you and yo skills
And yo jaw broke
If you Foe Foe
or Cell Block
Full or Lil' Shank
You can eat a

at me
Gangsta, Khakis and
Shotgun barrel to your hole

Blow yo Adam's
Into sauce
Call yo
And tell her her horrible loss
But I no fuck
yo luck
I ran out
And I out in a black truck
I don't even wanna see yo face no
I'ma rip it off and then punch your

mothafucka
Breathe on Eight and Sherm
When you gonna
a Ryda let his pistol burn
Contact a firm
And get your wig
Straps 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
Kiss yo momma with two from my ride (BUCK BUCK)
bitty bye bye

Bye Bye
These Rydas die
Bye
killa come try
Bye Bye
Buckshot boom
Bye
Rydas in the

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

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

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

Coral, is 797
Be
If the ejactulate
Save for me