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 gotta hear the upon a certain subject tho
My killas and
These niggas hatas so they talk shit bout us to our
These niggas
talk shit tryna put salt in our peeing
Some hating bitches but not
We after you enemies
is all in me
Infared and feel
Graspin clip
Cross
Or get out
On that
Slammed to the
For a (JEALOUS!)
Never really wit me
Hoes ya put em up
Backstabbers and downers hold ya down but im
some commers
Puttin them up
For ya
Take no for ya man
Toe to toe hoe
No problem man we can bang Bitch!

Well I be
We choppin off ones on these fuckin ass bitches
Its ScareCrow, and Goddy Cally, and Hafa
they got shit else to offer, Baraka
I'm only 5"5" so I love when call me Lil' Poppa
I can't get a post, the copper so
Less evil down here by tha dock 'cause they think some coners
But in a lil while you fuck niggas gone need some blood
Put dirt in they
We through India 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 Coca Cola... but not the in the can
The in the drank cooler or in the drink stand
And niggas in mafia do not give a damn matter you penny or brands
These got faith in they strap like a crucifix
Run on there knees like the christian

We dont have to that great 'cause its no smoking the
Kalicofalilo? check yo collar
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[Gangsta
A gettin money lendin niggas pimp by the Boo
Aint but gangsta up in me fool
They want me to but steady I frown
Niggaz and dollars he's whinnin his lady
For what its worth im takin you main
So let that out yo collar
And reallity
You cant compare it come to misses Boo
Cant be no losses from none of you project ho bitches
I'm livin it up 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
'cause you be fuckin for
So you hot you better let that steam up outta your collar
I'm gettin and richer I love the almighty dollar
Back when I was

J]
didnt nobody wanna wit me
Magic in property
hangin wit my D.
snipers niggas
wit triggers
nuttin but fruit
like they on that
making junkies flip into a
was my itles
Dan and J. said to rap
ima get tha gat
if you die in that shit
3 past and I finnaly got a fuckin break
3-6 Mafia the styles
niggas start to
fo i started cheese
tapes
underground players stay
now they when I come around
but im
drankin
hatin I destroy
every time I
All I is fuck 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