Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

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

(Handle)

Look,
I'm thuggin' in life nigga ask the slums
I was by the addicts an scrutinized by bums
I got down in the mud spilled blood for
I how to survive an except 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 I'ma spark the gun
I live the way
I a long way
You jealous of the nigga on the wrong day
Big Boosie an gotta hit ya self the strong way
Best whatcha say gonna have security wantin' ta play
Big Head give a fuck about none of that mane
Just thank one of y'all niggaz if it ta that mane
(LINE HERE)
We big dogs nigga nationwide Big Heads the dome doctor baby southside

(HANDLE)

I'm the latest ta
On a mission for
I got of bitches
I ain't worried you niggaz
a soulja fareala
I ain't worried bout pistols
You won't stop Webbie riches an nigga 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 bottle an dosha all in my
You can cross me lil I'll knock ya strait out your misery
Say mane, fuck my fame I'll knock your out the city
While ya I'm gettin'
Super from my mistress
Nigga stuck in the gutter I'm fina blow past
These jealous of me
I know one thing you ready
Best call ya for me
You know one bout Webbie
be ready for
Ole ass niggaz
I know bitch ass niggaz nigga

(HANDLE)

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