Luyện nghe bài hát JIM JONES

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

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

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

If trap is the way out y'all niggaz stuck there (for' real)
shops the only way you see Starbucks here (for' real)
And I'm a different story (ha!), out of line
in deuce 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 color (what!)
You know if it's butter when you put it in the raw
and that watch ain't if you still see the border
If he hustle, somebody around him does
And if he ain't homie, around him 'cause
(Cause?) Cause ain't easily portrayed (nah)
Death before dishonor niggaz betrayed
niggaz from the sandbox, I bought drops (drops)
One year or two times we can watch the ball (ball drop)
We you niggaz ain't playing right (nah)
Drive-by and you, you niggaz ain't spraying right

B]

Five seven with thirty homie pitch a buck
Hit the club with the bitches, ma the only one to fuck
my BG's so prolific, you sluts can do whatever
I'm abusing my buzzing from Brooklyn to Bermuda
caught him slipping again, he ain't never shoot us
Bigga caught up pimping and he ain't neva Scooba
Thousand dollar bags of Buddha, I drop back on my
my Ruger'll do ya like did Martin Luther Jr
A lil bigger rocking some shoes thinking that they
Lil niggaz got it thinking I'm a pussy
Watch how I scream with the team cause the clock is
I gotta lean when I squeeze cause the be kicking
I be blowing on the stank, on the dank
my quarter across the border I ordered it drink
Got ya daughter up in loops 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 stay 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 handling B. I, in the with my feet up
Stay through the city, stay cautious if you see us
Been for going hard, be flossing 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)
at the light, in a 07' Spyder
Behind the G-wall, I know lifers (Eastside!)
Eight forty they was heavy in the Vipers (balliiiiin!)
Six forty five, cherry and it's up
The wrist forty five, heavy and it's iced up