Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

It's DJ Kay Slay the king
And this is what happens when you put 3 lyricists on one
right, I said 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 come around, niggas already be how I be the best with it
How I step all up in the spot every time you see a nigga step with a little fresh fitted
every bottle in the building and I fuck shit up
I got 'em whilin' till a tell he finished
(You weak jealous motherfuckers) You see gather closer
Pretty white be linin' up like bricks of coca
it bounce, stretch and spread yo' ass, yoga
Bangin' on niggas till we break a shoulder
I don't ever give a fuck what it cost, see, the I'ma toss
Make way homie, see we coming a little bit
Illiterate, but you know you fuckin' with a
Yeah we takin' all the small countries where they know us like "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 telling niggas when you exactly what I'm on
Get this bread, bakery, cake up nigga then I'm gone
Y'all see the way I black out time I beat 'em in the head till the nigga [?]

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

Hit a lick, the hip, hopin' 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
hurtin' his belly like bad meat at the deli
I have heat in my pelly pelly for the
Make a nigga have to snuff boys, make noise
To everyone drop when I bust toys when they suck soy
I'm gonna get my paper no matter
Hateful takers don't got enough, they a nut
Get a fo'-fo' with ya holdin' my do' in the cut
Play no games and I ain't no dame so I aim for
I'ma drain yo' brain when that thang go
Like I'm Django, man, and my aim bang
When I'm with jealousy, all the states throw mail at me
So it's making you march, wanna at me
When I they call up Penelope's
Bitch ass, trick ass, ass, ho
Just 'cause I get cash I spit fast, now his ass low
Go get a sick pass and a badge 'cause you get mad, bro
You to get flagged and you wondering if it's riff raff, no nigga

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

I knew a couple niggas I used to run with
Have fun with, get funds
Shit get low, I had to bust a couple wet
fell apart all over one bitch
Leave it to my nigga Ty to do some shit
My Uzi a ton shit
Run up in a nigga crib with the fire you can a blunt with
tips in your belly, time to [?] shit
'Bout my paper, neighbor, fly nigga,
Walk out the crib, nigga like a radiator
Bet I kill a if he wanna die right 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 from Slay, dyin'
Like 9-7, you hard pressed, get the
Yo Slay fuck these dawg

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

Nigga be on some real Compton shit, nigga 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 what it is. L.A., that's my shit, New York
(You can your life)