Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

It's DJ Kay Slay the drama
And is what happens when you put 3 lyricists on one record
That's right, I lyricists, not rappers
And for you out there, pay attention

(Jealousy's a motherfucker) go
You don't want no problem, you wanna mess with it
Up in it then I around, niggas already be knowing how I be the best with it
How I all up in the spot every time you see a nigga fresh step with a little fresh fitted
every bottle in the building and I fuck shit up
I got 'em whilin' till a nigga he finished
(You weak jealous motherfuckers) You see them gather
Pretty white bitches be linin' up like bricks of
Make it bounce, stretch and spread yo' ass,
Bangin' on till we probably break a shoulder
I don't give a fuck what it cost, see, the money I'ma toss
Make way homie, see we coming a little bit
Illiterate, but you know you with a boss
Yeah we takin' all the small countries where they don't know us "Yo, who that?"
While we go and hit 'em with the shit make 'em wanna raise up, uh-uh, don't do that
Tired of niggas when you know exactly what I'm on
Get bread, bakery, cake up little nigga then I'm gone
Y'all see the way I black out every time I beat 'em in the head till the [?]

You can lose your life if you a nigga
Fuck up [?] jealous
Me bitch better, me whip
Me neck shine, me wrist
You can lose your

Hit a lick, rockin' the hip, to get high when a nigga spit
Probably when the get on me, talkin' the dick
the bitch drop when I rip
Niggas be jelly, they go her telly
And see her tell me she left shit in my
It's hurtin' his belly like bad at the deli
I have heat in my pelly pelly for the
Make a have to snuff boys, make enough noise
To make everyone when I bust toys when they suck soy
I'm gonna get my paper no what
Hateful takers don't got enough, goin' a nut
Get a fo'-fo' with ya holdin' my do' in the cut
no games and I ain't no dame so I aim for pain
I'ma drain yo' brain when that go bang
Like I'm Django, man, and my aim goes
When I'm with jealousy, all the states throw mail at me
So it's you march, wanna yell at me
When I react they up Penelope's
Bitch ass, trick ass, ass, ho
Just 'cause I get cash when I fast, now his ass low
Go get a sick and a bitch badge 'cause you get mad, bro
You 'bout to get flagged and you if it's riff raff, no nigga

You can lose life if you a jealous nigga
up [?] jealous niggas
Me better, me whip wetter
Me shine, me wrist blow
You can your life

I knew a couple niggas that I to run with
fun with, get funds with
Shit get low, I had to bust a guns wet
Squad fell apart all one bitch
Leave it to my nigga Ty to do some shit
My Uzi a ton shit
Run up in a crib with the fire you can light a blunt with
tips in your belly, time to [?] shit
'Bout my paper, neighbor, fly nigga,
Walk out the crib, heated like a radiator
Bet I kill a nigga if he die right now
Actin' like a recoverin' fiend, nigga, down
He was gangsta yesterday, he believe in now
on you, no mouthwash, you in my sight now
If I don't get a call from Slay, somebody
Like 9-7, you hard pressed, get the
Yo Slay fuck these niggas

You can lose your if you a jealous nigga
Fuck up [?] jealous
Me better, me whip wetter
Me neck shine, me wrist
You can your life

Nigga be on some real Compton shit, nigga be out in New York doing whatever the fuck he do. I'm just a thorough nigga, five borough nigga, project nigga from the Westside of Compton, you know what it is. L.A., that's my shit, New York
(You can lose life)