Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

Lil bad ass
Big Head, Webbie, Entertainment
grills you bastards!
You know why you got what I got?
Why you flashin' our knots
Cuz you ain't chasin' out here like Lil Boosie an pop
They gon be a niggaz dead for the foolishness stop
I'ma introduce you niggaz to these ruper's an glocks
I turned a block into the block now these want me
I'm chargin' niggaz nine pieces just to cook up weight
You got that iron I got that iron they ain't stop no guns
We got M1's tommy guns an them 100 drums
An I ain't givin' a nothin'
I don't owe a nigga shit, everything I sold I for from x pills ta bitch
But you gon set this shit huh? act like you sick huh?
Saw da hoe then the hoe
Now ask lil bitch now
Bout Boosie, doubt Boosie you can getcha shooted
Terrorize nigga like some in da south movie
How we beat our name, I'll bust your brain, closed caged an duct taped an nigga 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, golden child tommy chain at nigga wit the choppa's mane

(Handle)

Look,
I'm thuggin' in life nigga ask the slums
I was raised by the addicts an scrutinized by
I got down in the mud blood for crumbs
I how to survive an except it how it comes
I got it the hard way, know shit about fun
I cut my gut in the field an got by the sun
When the cops hit the block, I was to run
When the hit the streets I'ma spark the gun
I live the way
I a long way
You jealous of the wrong 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 give a fuck about none of that mane
Just one of y'all niggaz if it come ta that mane
(LINE HERE)
We big dogs nigga nationwide Big Heads the dome doctor baby uptown

(HANDLE)

I'm the ta Trillis
On a mission for
I got bundles of
I ain't worried bout you
a soulja fareala
I worried bout your pistols
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'
all on these bitches
Flat screens all on the
(Missing word) all in my bottle an all in my feelin'
You can me lil partner I'll knock ya strait out your misery
Say mane, fuck my fame I'll knock your brains out the
While ya hatin' I'm
brains from my mistress
Nigga stuck in the gutter I'm fina blow fifty
These jealous of me
I one thing you ain't ready
call ya fellas for me
You one thing bout Webbie
be ready for
Ole pussy ass
I know bitch ass niggaz nigga

(HANDLE)

Since I was small I was headed, but I regret it
An bit my tounge, bitch if I said 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
Them boys be light
Fuck that nigga when I see him oh we gon fist fight
you got me bent but that choppa make em get right
I'ma small nigga I ain't got time for all quick rights
(Missing word) To the I guarantee he gon shit white
My condolences to his family but that was his
Niggaz my money, my life, an all my bad hoes
Niggaz ain't the only jealous they got some mad hoes
(MISSING WORDS) My gun hand cocked an all my grow
Niggaz sit at my funeral but on the last row
If I let a punk kill me I be a asshole
So I keep at iron real close, real nigga jealousy