Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

Lil bad ass
Big Head, Webbie, Entertainment
Gangsta you bastards!
You know why you got what I got?
Why you flashin' our knots
Cuz you ain't paper out here like Lil Boosie an pop
They gon be a niggaz dead for the foolishness stop
I'ma introduce you pussy to these ruper's an glocks
I turned a block into the block now niggaz want me
I'm chargin' niggaz nine pieces to cook up they weight
You got iron I got that iron they ain't stop makin' no guns
We got M1's tommy guns an them 100 drums
An I ain't givin' a nothin'
I owe a nigga shit, everything I sold I paid for from x pills ta bitch
But you gon set this shit huh? act like you sick huh?
Saw da hoe slaughtered the hoe
Now ask that lil now
Bout Boosie, doubt Boosie you can house shooted
Terrorize nigga like junkie in da south movie
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 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 real life nigga ask the
I was by the addicts an scrutinized by bums
I got down in the mud blood for crumbs
I know how to an except it how it comes
I got it the hard way, don't shit about fun
I cut my gut in the field an got by the sun
When the hit the block, I was taught to run
When the hit the streets I'ma spark the gun
I the wrong way
I came a way
You of the wrong nigga on the wrong day
Big Boosie an Webbie hit ya self the strong way
Best whatcha say gonna have security wantin' ta play
Big don't give a fuck about none of that mane
thank one of y'all niggaz if it come ta that mane
(LINE HERE)
We big dogs nigga Big Heads the dome doctor baby uptown southside

(HANDLE)

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

(HANDLE)

Since I was small I was headed, but I regret it
An never bit my tounge, bitch if I said I said it
An keep that thing off of safety so I'm ready
All you jealous ass niggaz make sure you get the message
My (word missing) be crisp white
boys be piss light
Fuck that nigga Foxx I see him oh we gon fist fight
you got me bent but that choppa make em get right
I'ma small nigga I got time for all them quick rights
(Missing word) To the stomach I guarantee he gon 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 one's jealous they got some mad
(MISSING WORDS) My gun hand an all my cash grow
Niggaz wanna sit at my but on the last row
If I let a nigga kill me I be a asshole
So I keep at iron close, real close nigga jealousy