Luyện nghe bài hát JIM JONES

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

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

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

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

B]

Five seven with thirty five homie pitch a
Hit the with the bitches, ma ain't the only one to fuck
Cause my BG's so prolific, you sluts can do
I'm my name buzzing from Brooklyn to Bermuda
Nigga's caught him slipping again, he never shoot us
Bigga up pimping again and he ain't neva Scooba
Thousand dollar of Buddha, I drop back on my scooter
my Ruger'll do ya like did Martin Luther Jr
A lil rocking some shoes thinking that they cushy
Lil got it confused thinking I'm a pussy
Watch how I scream with the team cause the clock is
I gotta when I squeeze cause the glock be kicking
I be blowing on the stank, blowing on the
my quarter across the 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 hoopties I done (Capo!)
I got a bitchy attitude but super duper fresh (stay fly!)
My shooters do the rest (bang bang), put the product on the
if I'm not out of town I'm up in on the curb
Or B. I, in the office with my feet up
Stay running the city, stay cautious if you see us
known for going hard, be flossing off the meter (balliiiiin!)
We stay fly, Austin to the sneakers
I the purple, stay coughing off the reefer (stay high)
Break the speed limit something sporty a heater (speediiiiin!)
You fuckboys, never be like us (not at all)
at the light, in a 07' Spyder
Behind the G-wall, I know several (Eastside!)
Eight forty they was heavy in the Vipers (balliiiiin!)
Six five, cherry and it's piped up
The wrist forty five, chain and it's iced up