Luyện nghe bài hát Byrd Gang Money

Just clean my car
up my fancy clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
is Byrd gang money,
This is Byrd money,
This is gang money
Only niggas spending Byrd gang money.

Just clean my car
Picked up my clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
is Byrd gang money,
This is gang money,
This is gang money
Only spending that Byrd gang money.

Reminiscing on my slant,
By the time I was sipping on my first
Hit the game, I started as a out,
See the fly cars the big wheelies pushed out,
Dirt popping wheelies by the cookout, that was that summer,
I was thirst to be plumper. It better but the risk was worst,
the fly leather copping kicks with the work.
It didnt work; I was up the re-up.
Bottles at the tunnel, was 98, I called papa for the bundles,
An easy ten grand, it felt a hundred,
These Gucci belts by the stomach, guns in them.
Its only that we want, if we run wit em
Till the death, the feds come and get em
Byrd gang money, it started off that Byrd Money
New cars, in third lane money!

Just clean my car,
up my fancy clothes,
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the bomb,
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd gang
Only real spending that Byrd gang money.

Getting is the hardest,
Your first hundred is a job
Your first cool million, an artist.
Especially if the niggas up the block, garbage
Told it, crumbles all apart you hold it
Wasn't naturally born a crook, I was
kept my uncles in the green, so I sold it
Even learned to smell a good through the packing
Headed Midwest and got backing
Started with the wheelies on credit
Any concepts of being robbed I was
get it, don't come a day later with the eigth money
Got to play it out, I said it
Courts an acquittal, coming in the club an entourage
Me I'm the in the middle.
The brain and the bran rope around the neck
A lot of for the chain, and the charm. Come on man

Just clean my car
Picked up my fancy
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
is Byrd gang money,
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd money
niggas spending that Byrd gang money.

At a young age, no bricks just
Nigga stuck, then your mans a
The situation real, then your a hit
You on the get-a-way, the can you get
You the block, you play track and field
A lot of real on that track got killed
But you know me manning up,
Never sit down I pee, forever standing up
I'm a boss, so I'm the shots,
Big homie, of the block
You pump, nigga Ill tell you when and where at
Don't I'm not the one to stare at.
of fact dog, you and your man sits,
In the back off cop car, dog, pointing index
I guess you could, cause you a Sammy the
But somebody gonna die if a get pulled.

Just my fancy car
Picked up my fancy
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
This is gang money,
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd money
niggas spending that Byrd gang money.

Just clean my car
up my fancy clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
is Byrd gang money,
This is gang money,
This is Byrd money
Only niggas spending that gang money