Luyện nghe bài hát Jealous Ass Bitches

DJ
Jealous, jealous, jealous, ass bitches!
Jea, Jea, ass bitches! jealous ass bitches!
ass bitches!
[Chorus - 4X]

Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm bout
ass bitches, let that steam out ya collar ho!

[DJ
We hear the speaker upon a certain subject tho
My killas and
These niggas hatas so they talk shit us to our hoes
These niggas
They talk shit tryna put in our peeing
Some hating bitches but not
We goin you enemies
is all in me
Infared and feel
Graspin another
Cross
Or get out
On that
to the pavement
For a (JEALOUS!)
really cool wit me
Hoes ya put em up
and downers hold ya down but bitch im
bout commers
Puttin guns up
For ya
Take no for ya man
Toe to toe hoe
No problem man we can swang Bitch!

Well I be
We choppin off ones on these fuckin ass 'cause
Its ScareCrow, and Goddy Cally, Tomontana and
they ain't got shit to offer, Baraka
I'm only 5"5" so I love they call me Lil' Poppa
I can't get a post, the copper so
Less evil down here by tha dock 'cause they they some coners
But in a lil while you fuck niggas gone need some doners
Put dirt in launcher
We ridin through launcher
They dead on the corner we comin real
I ya the nigs in my click man we comin real loca
They real blow on tha snow
Always Cola... but not the kind in the can
The kind in the drank or in the drink stand
And niggas in mafia land do not give a damn matter you penny or
These niggas got in they strap like a crucifix
Run on there knees like the christian

We dont to been that great 'cause its no smoking the
store check yo collar
2X]

[Gangsta
A nova gettin lendin niggas pimp by the Boo
Aint nothin but gangsta up in me
They want me to smile but I frown
Niggaz and dollars he's whinnin diamond his
For what its worth im you bitches main
So let steam out yo collar
And face
You compare when it come to misses Boo
Cant be taking no losses from of you project ho bitches
I'm it up stayin down, tryna get what I can
the 9-6 to 2G, I'm lovin money now man
So why you playa
Ho you to dig what I peep
You why you aint bail
you be fuckin for free
So since you hot you better let steam up outta your collar
I'm gettin and richer I love the almighty dollar
Back when I was

J]
didnt wanna fuck wit me
Magic in property
wit my nigga D.
snipers niggas
wit triggers
slangin but fruit
like on that screw
making junkies flip a zone
was my itles
Dan and J. stick to rap
ima get tha gat
if you die in that shit
3 years and I finnaly got a fuckin break
3-6 Mafia the styles
start to hate
fo i started cheese
sellin
underground stay down
now frown when I come around
but im
drankin
hatin I destroy
every I ride
All I hear is witcha boy

2X]

Draped up and out
Jealous ass bitches, let steam out ya collar ho
up and dripped out
Jealous ass bitches, let steam out ya collar ho