Luyện nghe bài hát Fucks With You

Yeah, it's ya boy...I'm Byrd Gang
Another rap extravagance classic for you

Max B]
WE GET PAAAID, CAN I GET SOME BUCKS WITH CHUUUUUU?
GET BLAAAZED, CAN I HIT FROM STUFF CHUUUUUU?
GET BRAAAINS, I FUCKS WITH CHUUUUU....
CAUSE WE THEM YOU LOVING!

WE FUCKS WITH EXPENSIVE HOEEEEEEES....THE SWANG
AS FAR AS EXPENSIVE CLOTHEEEEEES....IT'S GANG
NIGGA WE GETTING DOOOOOOOOOOUGH.....
WE THEM NIGGAZ YOU LOVING!

If is the way out then y'all niggaz stuck there (for' real)
Coffee shops the only way you see Starbucks (for' real)
And I'm a different story (ha!), out of line
in that deuce so I think I need a different story!
judge a book by it's cover
comes to yay you can't judge a brick by it's (what!)
You only know if it's butter you put it in the raw
and that watch ain't flooded if you see the border
If he doesn't hustle, somebody around him
And if he ain't homie, around him 'cause
(Cause?) Cause gangster ain't portrayed (nah)
before dishonor niggaz easily betrayed
Same niggaz from the sandbox, I bought (drops)
One year or two we can watch the ball drop (ball drop)
We by-coastal you niggaz ain't playing (nah)
Drive-by and toast you, you niggaz ain't spraying

B]

Five seven thirty five homie pitch a buck
Hit the club with the bitches, ma the only one to fuck
Cause my BG's so prolific, you can do whatever
I'm abusing my name buzzing from to Bermuda
Nigga's him slipping again, he ain't never shoot us
Bigga caught up again and he ain't neva Scooba
Thousand dollar bags of Buddha, I drop back on my
my Ruger'll do ya like they did Luther Jr
A lil bigger rocking some shoes thinking that cushy
Lil got it confused thinking I'm a pussy
Watch how I scream the team cause the clock is ticking
I gotta lean when I squeeze cause the glock be
I be blowing on the stank, on the dank
my quarter across the border I ordered what it
Got ya daughter caught up in loops all up in the
All in the paint, we and caught up in the mix.....OWWW

We do it to the death, a hundred hoopties I wrecked (Capo!)
I got a attitude but stay super duper fresh (stay fly!)
My shooters do the (bang bang), put the product on the curb
if I'm not out of town I'm up in Harlem on the
Or handling B. I, in the office with my up
Stay running through the city, cautious if you see us
known for going hard, be flossing off the meter (balliiiiin!)
We stay fly, Austin to the sneakers
I the purple, stay coughing off the reefer (stay high)
Break the speed limit something sporty a heater (speediiiiin!)
You fuckboys, never be like us (not at all)
at the light, in a 07' Spyder
Behind the G-wall, I several lifers (Eastside!)
Eight forty eights was heavy in the Vipers (balliiiiin!)
Six forty five, and it's piped up
The wrist forty five, heavy and it's iced up