Luyện nghe bài hát JIM JONES

Yeah, it's ya boy...I'm back Byrd
rap extravagance classic for you niggaz

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

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

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

B]

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

We do it to the death, a hundred I done wrecked (Capo!)
I got a bitchy attitude but 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 on the curb
Or handling B. I, in the with my feet up
Stay running through the city, cautious if you see us
Been known for going hard, be off the meter (balliiiiin!)
We gotta fly, Austin to the sneakers
I love the purple, stay off the reefer (stay high)
Break the speed limit something sporty with a (speediiiiin!)
You fuckboys, you'll be like us (not at all)
Stunting at the light, in a 07'
Behind the G-wall, I several lifers (Eastside!)
Eight forty they was heavy in the Vipers (balliiiiin!)
Six forty five, cherry and it's up
The wrist five, chain heavy and it's iced up