Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

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

(Handle)

Look,
I'm thuggin' in real life nigga ask the
I was raised by the an scrutinized by bums
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, don't shit about fun
I cut my gut in the field an got by the sun
the cops hit the block, I was taught to run
When the beef hit the streets spark the gun
I the wrong way
I came a way
You jealous of the nigga on the wrong day
Big an Webbie gotta hit ya self the strong way
Best whatcha say gonna have security wantin' ta play
Big Head don't give a about none of that mane
Just thank one of y'all niggaz if it come ta 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 of bitches
I worried bout you niggaz
a soulja fareala
I ain't worried your pistols
You won't stop Webbie riches an nigga handle business
Man lil niggaz trippin'
Mad at my
I'm 500 hundred degrees an BET how I'm livin'
all on these bitches
Flat all on the ceilin'
(Missing word) all in my an dosha all in my feelin'
You can cross me lil I'll knock ya strait out your misery
Say mane, fuck my fame knock your brains out the city
ya hatin' I'm gettin'
Super brains from my
Nigga stuck in the gutter I'm fina past fifty
These jealous of me
I one thing you ain't ready
Best ya fellas for me
You know one thing Webbie
Webbie be for
Ole pussy ass
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 loaded off of safety so I'm ready
All you jealous ass I'll make sure you get the message
My (word missing) Nike's be white
boys be piss light
Fuck nigga Foxx when I see him oh we gon fist fight
Know you got me bent but that make em get right
I'ma nigga 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 that was his
want my money, my life, an all my bad hoes
Niggaz ain't the only one's jealous they got some mad
(MISSING WORDS) My gun cocked an all my cash grow
Niggaz wanna sit at my funeral but on the row
If I let a punk nigga kill me I be a
So I keep at iron close, real close nigga jealousy