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 steam out ya collar ho!

[DJ
We gotta hear the speaker a certain subject tho
My killas and
These niggas hatas so they shit bout us to our hoes
These being
They talk tryna put salt in our peeing
Some hating but not seein
We after you enemies
is all in me
Infared and these
Graspin clip
outs
Or get out
On pizzacks
Slammed to the
For a (JEALOUS!)
Never cool wit me
ya gotta put em up
Backstabbers and downers hold ya but bitch im
bout some
them guns up
For ya
no charges for ya man
Toe to toe hoe
No problem man we can bang Bitch!

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

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

J]
didnt nobody wanna wit me
Magic in this
hangin wit my D.
snipers niggas
wit triggers
slangin but fruit
like they on that
making junkies into a zone
those was my
Dan and J. said to rap
ima get tha gat
'cause if you die in shit
3 years past and I finnaly got a fuckin
3-6 Mafia the styles
niggas to hate
fo i started cheese
sellin
underground stay down
now they frown I come around
but im
still
hatin I destroy
time 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