Luyện nghe bài hát JIM JONES

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

Max B]
WE GET PAAAID, CAN I GET SOME BUCKS WITH CHUUUUUU?
GET BLAAAZED, CAN I HIT FROM STUFF WITH
GET BRAAAINS, I FUCKS WITH 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.....
WE THEM NIGGAZ 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 different story (ha!), feeling out of
in deuce so I think I need a whole different story!
Can't judge a by it's cover
to yay you can't judge a brick by it's color (what!)
You only if it's butter when you put it in the raw
and that watch flooded if you still see the border
If he doesn't hustle, around him does
And if he ain't homie, somebody around him
(Cause?) gangster ain't easily portrayed (nah)
Death before dishonor niggaz easily
Same from the sandbox, I bought drops (drops)
One year or two times we can the ball drop (ball drop)
We by-coastal you niggaz ain't playing (nah)
and toast you, you niggaz ain't spraying right

B]

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

We do it to the death, a hundred hoopties I wrecked (Capo!)
I got a bitchy attitude but stay super duper (stay fly!)
My shooters do the rest (bang bang), put the on the curb
if I'm not out of town I'm up in Harlem on the
Or handling B. I, in the with my feet up
Stay running through the city, stay if you see us
Been known for going hard, be flossing off the (balliiiiin!)
We gotta stay fly, to the sneakers
I love the purple, stay off the reefer (stay high)
Break the speed limit something with a heater (speediiiiin!)
You fuckboys, you'll never be us (not at all)
at the light, in a 07' Spyder
Behind the G-wall, I know lifers (Eastside!)
forty eights they was heavy in the Vipers (balliiiiin!)
Six five, cherry and it's piped up
The wrist forty five, chain heavy and it's up