Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

Lil bad ass
Big Head, Webbie, Trill
Gangsta you bastards!
You why you ain't got what I got?
Why you ain't flashin' our
Cuz you ain't paper chasin' out like Lil Boosie an pop
They gon be a niggaz dead for the foolishness stop
introduce you pussy niggaz to these ruper's an glocks
I turned a block into the now these niggaz want me
I'm niggaz nine pieces just to cook up they weight
You got that iron I got that iron ain't stop makin' no guns
We got M1's tommy guns an them 100 round
An I givin' a nigga nothin'
I don't owe a nigga shit, everything I sold I for from x pills ta bitch
But you gon set trip this shit huh? act like you sick
Saw da hoe then the hoe
Now ask lil bitch now
Bout Boosie, doubt Boosie you can getcha house
Terrorize nigga like some junkie in da south
How we beat our name, I'll bust your damn brain, closed caged an duct taped an that's on everything
They hated when that fedy came, now I'm on at money train, it's golden child an Tommy chain at wit the choppa's mane
Fareal nigga, who it is, it's golden child tommy at nigga wit the choppa's mane

(Handle)

Look,
I'm in real life nigga ask the slums
I was by the addicts an scrutinized by bums
I got down in the mud blood for crumbs
I know how to survive an it how it comes
I got it the hard way, don't know about fun
I cut my gut in the an got scorched by the sun
When the cops hit the block, I was to run
When the beef hit the streets spark the gun
I the wrong way
I came a way
You of the wrong nigga on the wrong day
Big an Webbie gotta hit ya self the strong way
Best watch whatcha say gonna security wantin' ta play
Big Head don't give a fuck about none of that
Just one of y'all niggaz if it come ta that mane
(LINE HERE)
We big dogs nigga nationwide Big Heads the dome doctor uptown southside

(HANDLE)

I'm the latest ta
On a mission for
I got of bitches
I worried bout you niggaz
I'ma a soulja
I ain't worried your pistols
You won't Webbie riches an nigga handle your business
Man these lil niggaz
Mad at my
I'm 500 degrees an bitch BET how I'm livin'
Stuntin' all on bitches
screens all on the ceilin'
(Missing word) all in my an dosha all in my feelin'
You can cross me lil partner I'll knock ya strait out your
Say mane, fuck my fame I'll knock your brains out the
ya hatin' I'm gettin'
Super from my mistress
Nigga stuck in the gutter I'm fina past fifty
These niggaz of me
I know one you ain't ready
Best ya fellas for me
You know one thing Webbie
be ready for
Ole pussy ass
I know ass niggaz jealous nigga

(HANDLE)

Since I was I was hard headed, but I regret it
An never bit my tounge, bitch if I then I said it
An keep that loaded off of safety so I'm ready
All you jealous ass niggaz I'll make sure you get the
My (word missing) be crisp white
boys be piss light
Fuck that nigga Foxx when I see him oh we gon fist
Know you got me bent but that choppa make em get
I'ma small I ain't got time for all them quick rights
(Missing word) To the stomach I he gon shit white
My condolences to his but that was his knife
Niggaz want my money, my life, an all my bad
Niggaz ain't the only jealous they got some mad hoes
(MISSING WORDS) My gun cocked an all my cash grow
Niggaz sit at my funeral but on the last row
If I let a punk nigga me I be a asshole
So I keep at iron close, real close nigga jealousy