Luyện nghe bài hát Byrd Call

Yo, JR, been waitin' for you, dawg
been askin'
You You up, motherfucker, DipSet, let's go

To all my hustlers, rock smugglers,
Block bubblers, pushers, cookers, pot
What's the word, y'all? Flip that raw
Clap, the byrd call

If the are comin', get to hop and runnin'
and drop that onion, ain't no stoppin' young'n
Put away herb raw, let us know the word or
Clap, that's the call

I still be where the weed flip, in the P's wit the lit
So much water in the order, it's just 'em seasick
Wit a ski in my V6, tryin' to skeet on a B
Down low, like I'm tryin' to keep her a

Acura on chrome, passin' me
Next minute, shit, I'm finished, she'll be flaggin' it
But I always keep a straggler known to bone
And run through a lap, faster than Marion

Man, listen, I got the grams flippin'
Tan pitchin', corner to the damn
Gained a couple fans, had to make a
But I'm in the hood like your transmission

No cat could match me, I'm passin' fastly, half as nasty
I got it locked from here, all the way to
But keep a mac for scrappies thinkin' it's just Taffy
Shit, this beat'll be the thing clappin' at me

To all my hustlers, smugglers, strugglers
Block bubblers, pushers, cookers, pot
the word, y'all? Flip that herb raw
Clap, that's the call

If the cops are comin', get to hop and
Quick and drop that onion, ain't no young'n
Put away herb raw, let us know the word or
Clap, the byrd call

Damn, homey, in school, you was the man, homey
what a fan told me, shit
Same old cat, get his Kangol
Brains blown back, dissin' dame, dame rap

on black, the game's so whack
Dame search for children in front of ya buildin'
Right to a hundred
Go ahead, pimpin', pimpin', go ahead, act up
limp on pimpin', if they actin' froggy

Tell 'em, up off me, I come down, clap the 40
Child, a badder story, I'm not in my category
Mess around, dame held Def Jam
So pardon my back, jackin' any left hand

Redneck found, tech, tech pound, duck, goose
Pump, shoot, shoot, let's get down, down
It may seem petty, but we all turn deadly
For fetti, my whole team ready

To all my hustlers, smugglers, strugglers
bubblers, pushers, cookers, pot jugglers
What's the word, y'all? Flip that raw
Clap, that's the byrd

If the are comin', get to hop and runnin'
Quick and drop onion, ain't no stoppin' young'n
Put away that herb raw, let us know the or
Clap, the byrd call

ain't only bars and tracks, this is for the hardest cats
Flippin' all the hard and back, 'em catch a heart attack
When you see the attack, let me know, start to clap
Clap,

A star with a deal, Chapar be on
The car is DeVille, it's real ill, the grill
foreign my nills, cruise the city with the semi
All silly on skinnies, like I'm my wheels, uh

To all my hustlers, smugglers, strugglers
Block bubblers, pushers, cookers, pot
the word, y'all? Flip that herb raw
Clap, the byrd call

If the are comin', get to hop and runnin'
and drop that onion, ain't no stoppin' young'n
Put away herb raw, let us know the word or
Clap, the byrd call