Luyện nghe bài hát JIM JONES

Yeah, ya boy...I'm back Byrd Gang
Another rap extravagance for you niggaz

Max B]
WE TRYNA GET PAAAID, CAN I GET BUCKS WITH CHUUUUUU?
GET BLAAAZED, CAN I HIT STUFF WITH CHUUUUUU?
GET BRAAAINS, NIGGA I WITH CHUUUUU....
CAUSE WE NIGGAZ YOU LOVING!

WE FUCKS WITH HOEEEEEEES....THE BIRD SWANG
AS FAR AS CLOTHEEEEEES....IT'S BYRD GANG
WE GETTING THIS DOOOOOOOOOOUGH.....
CAUSE WE THEM YOU LOVING!

If is the way out then y'all niggaz stuck there (for' real)
Coffee the only way you see Starbucks here (for' real)
And I'm a story (ha!), feeling out of line
in that so I think I need a whole different story!
Can't judge a by it's cover
comes to yay you can't judge a brick by it's (what!)
You only if it's butter when you put it in the raw
and watch ain't flooded if you still see the border
If he doesn't hustle, somebody him does
And if he ain't homie, somebody him 'cause
(Cause?) gangster ain't easily portrayed (nah)
Death dishonor niggaz easily betrayed
Same niggaz from the sandbox, I bought (drops)
One or two times we can watch the ball drop (ball drop)
We by-coastal you niggaz ain't playing (nah)
Drive-by and you, you niggaz ain't spraying right

B]

Five with thirty five homie pitch a buck
Hit the club with the bitches, ma ain't the one to fuck
Cause my BG's so prolific, you sluts can do
I'm abusing my buzzing from Brooklyn to Bermuda
Nigga's caught him slipping again, he ain't never us
Bigga caught up pimping and he ain't neva Scooba
Thousand dollar bags of Buddha, I drop on my scooter
my Ruger'll do ya like they did Luther Jr
A lil bigger rocking some thinking that they cushy
Lil niggaz got it confused I'm a pussy
Watch how I scream the team cause the clock is ticking
I gotta lean I squeeze cause the glock be kicking
I be blowing on the stank, blowing on the
my quarter the border I ordered what it drink
Got ya daughter caught up in all up in the lane
All in the paint, we balling and up in the mix.....OWWW

We do it to the death, a hundred hoopties I done (Capo!)
I got a attitude but stay super duper fresh (stay fly!)
My do the rest (bang bang), put the product on the curb
if I'm not out of town I'm up in Harlem on the
Or handling B. I, in the office my feet up
running through the city, stay cautious if you see us
Been known for going hard, be off the meter (balliiiiin!)
We gotta stay fly, Austin to the
I the purple, stay coughing off the reefer (stay high)
the speed limit something sporty with a heater (speediiiiin!)
You fuckboys, you'll be like us (not at all)
at the light, in a 07' Spyder
Behind the G-wall, I know lifers (Eastside!)
Eight forty eights they was heavy in the (balliiiiin!)
Six forty five, cherry and it's up
The wrist five, chain heavy and it's iced up