Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

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

(Jealousy's a motherfucker) go
You want no problem, you don't wanna mess with it
Up in it I come around, niggas already be knowing how I be the best with it
How I step all up in the spot every time you see a nigga fresh step with a little fresh
Bust every bottle in the and I fuck shit up
I got 'em whilin' till a nigga he finished
(You jealous motherfuckers) You see them gather closer
white bitches be linin' up like bricks of coca
Make it bounce, stretch and yo' ass, yoga
Bangin' on niggas till we probably a shoulder
I don't ever give a fuck what it cost, see, the money I'ma
way homie, see we coming through a little bit
Illiterate, but you know you fuckin' a boss
Yeah we all the small countries where they don't know us like "Yo, who that?"
While we go and hit 'em with the shit that make 'em wanna up, uh-uh, don't do that
Tired of telling when you know exactly what I'm on
Get this bread, bakery, cake up little nigga 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 if you a jealous nigga
Fuck up [?] niggas
Me bitch better, me whip
Me neck shine, me wrist
You can lose life

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

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

I knew a couple that I used to run with
Have fun with, get funds
Shit get low, I had to a couple guns wet
fell apart all over one bitch
Leave it to my nigga Ty to do dumb shit
My Uzi weigh a ton
Run up in a nigga crib the fire you can light a blunt with
Hollow 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 wanna die now
Actin' a recoverin' fiend, nigga, pipe down
He was yesterday, he believe in Christ now
on you, no mouthwash, you in my sight now
If I don't get a call Slay, somebody dyin'
Like 9-7, you hard pressed, get the
Yo Slay fuck niggas dawg

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

Nigga be on some real Compton shit, be out in New York doing whatever the fuck he wanna 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 your life)