Luyện nghe bài hát Jealous

[Hook: Santana]
These changed, they got jealous on me
Try to rob, I got felon on me
I can't leave the country I'm a felon homie
And I don't trust these niggas, they be on me
And I don't these bitches, they be plotting on me
ain't real, you gotta watch homie
Niggas say they real, but they acting
These changed and got jealous on me

[Bridge: Lamar]
I don't trust niggas, I don't trust these bitches
right now, so you know I meant it

[Verse 1: Lamar]
If you know me you know nigga Chi-town like my second home
I flew a private jet for some Harold's Chicken straight from Rome
I done bust down on a few thots, Fredo hit me on my
"Nigga I can't talk right now, got on my tongue"
I got on my brain, I been gone all summer
Just to fly back home and found out y'all done my little brother
Shit is fucked up on streets
Why the fuck would I think about some rap
I got bigger fish to fry now
Empty out my and I'll pay for sleep
my bottle?
Money change and people change and people
And go and act estranged
I'm aggravated cause hated, confirmation for success
Anticipated, I can it
I can chase it down with liquor
I could out my sorrows
But I ain't a sorry ass
Get up off your ass, make yourself a racks
Bitch, get up off ass, throw it back back back
inside my 'Bach, back in a garage that we can jack
Bitch I love my hood, I'm strapped up, what's
Heard said

[Verse 2: Fredo
up, gotta watch who you hang with
I'm with the same niggas I came with
On the block with the niggas I banged with
If you ain't talking I don't know your language
I come from that very bottom
Now I'm getting money and I'm stardom
My savage, don't start 'em
We up them guns, if it's a problem
Money coming in, don't money problems
Kicked your bitch out cause she ain't wanna
All these bitches thots, like models
Fredo, I'm the king of
.30 and I fill it up with hallows
Got and I feel like El Chapo
I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the bitch
Since I'm a rich nigga, I need a bitch