Luyện nghe bài hát Jealous Ass Bitches

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

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

[DJ
We hear the speaker upon a certain subject tho
My killas and
These niggas hatas so they talk bout us to our hoes
These niggas
talk shit tryna put salt in our peeing
Some hating but not seein
We goin you enemies
is all in me
Infared and feel
Graspin another
Cross
Or get out
On that
Slammed to the
For a (JEALOUS!)
Never really wit me
Hoes ya put em up
Backstabbers and downers ya down but bitch im
some commers
Puttin guns up
For ya
no charges for ya man
Toe to toe hoe
No man we can swang bang 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 when call me Lil' Poppa
I get a post, the copper so close
Less evil down here by tha dock 'cause they they some coners
But in a lil while you fuck niggas need some blood doners
Put dirt in they
We ridin through India
They on the corner we comin real loca
I ya the nigs in my click man we comin real loca
stayin real blow on tha snow
Always Coca Cola... but not the in the can
The kind in the drank cooler or in the drink
And niggas in mafia land do not give a damn matter you or brands
These got faith in they strap like a crucifix
Run on there knees like the purist

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

[Gangsta
A nova gettin lendin niggas pimp by the Boo
nothin but gangsta up in me fool
They want me to smile but I frown
Niggaz and dollars whinnin diamond his lady
For what its worth im takin you main
So let that out yo collar
And reallity
You cant compare when it to misses Boo
Cant be taking no losses from of you project ho bitches
I'm livin it up stayin down, tryna get I can
From the 9-6 to 2G, I'm lovin now man
So why you hatin
Ho you need to dig I peep
You wonderin why you aint
you be fuckin for free
So since you hot you better let that up outta your collar
I'm gettin richer and richer I love the dollar
when I was broke

J]
didnt nobody fuck wit me
in this property
hangin wit my D.
gaurdin niggas
wit triggers
nuttin but fruit
like they on screw
making junkies flip into a
those was my
Dan and J. stick to rap
ima get tha gat
'cause if you die in that
3 years and I finnaly got a fuckin break
3-6 Mafia missed the
start to hate
fo i makin cheese
sellin
underground players down
now they frown I come around
but im
drankin
hatin I destroy
every I ride
All I hear is fuck boy

2X]

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