Luyện nghe bài hát JIM JONES

Yeah, ya boy...I'm back Byrd Gang
rap extravagance classic 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 WITH EXPENSIVE HOEEEEEEES....THE BIRD SWANG
AS FAR AS EXPENSIVE CLOTHEEEEEES....IT'S GANG
WE GETTING THIS DOOOOOOOOOOUGH.....
CAUSE WE THEM YOU LOVING!

If trap is the way out then y'all niggaz there (for' real)
Coffee shops the only way you see Starbucks (for' real)
And I'm a story (ha!), feeling out of line
in that deuce so I think I a whole different story!
Can't judge a book by cover
comes to yay you can't judge a brick by color (what!)
You only know if butter when you put it in the raw
and that watch ain't flooded if you see the border
If he doesn't hustle, somebody him does
And if he ain't homie, somebody him 'cause
(Cause?) Cause gangster ain't easily (nah)
Death before dishonor niggaz easily
Same niggaz from the sandbox, I drops (drops)
One year or two we can watch 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 with thirty five homie pitch a buck
Hit the club with the bitches, ma 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 ain't shoot us
caught up pimping again and he ain't neva Scooba
Thousand dollar bags of Buddha, I back on my scooter
my do ya like they did Martin Luther Jr
A lil bigger rocking some shoes thinking that they
Lil niggaz got it confused thinking I'm a
Watch how I scream the team cause the clock is ticking
I gotta lean when I squeeze cause the be kicking
I be blowing on the stank, on the dank
my quarter the border I ordered what it drink
Got ya caught 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 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 Harlem on the
Or B. I, in the office with my feet up
Stay running through the city, cautious if you see us
Been for going hard, be flossing off the meter (balliiiiin!)
We gotta stay fly, to the sneakers
I love the purple, coughing 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 know several (Eastside!)
forty eights they was heavy in the Vipers (balliiiiin!)
Six forty five, cherry and piped up
The wrist forty five, heavy and it's iced up