Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

[Verse 1: Jay
Man, starting five when game time
Talking on my main line
That's a sign, I can't really trust you
Ain't have a that I was working so hard to get where I'm at
I can vision shit, had a dream
me Jay Luther King
Now I up and I'm living this shit
Time change, people too
Never let the change you
Pack it safe, we straight
off in a cocaine coupe
Got two snow with me
One one named Sue
Sue really do what Becky do
Becky with the crew (gang)
2000 at
This the of the Mula
I put on Mula
Pull out the passports, fuck a hoe
I a bitch from Aruba
She say my like a ruler
She fuck her medula
I pass that hoe to Euro
When it come to head, that hoe better Super
I'm

[Hook: Jay & Lil Wayne]
Wait, I think I'm made for shit
I got the way with this
everyday for this shit
Every bad hoes
Shop no closed
money, stack mo
I guess this they ask fo'
Wait,
Mula
Gang
Yeah,
Mula
Mula

2: Euro]

I'ma do 'em Big Meech
This club's in '03
Like MJ dropped 69 on the Cavs in OT
Keith Moore with a low
Fiends in the Stone Age
Goons in the strapped ho
don't clap while I'm on stage!
Side talk, I'm to
the new kid in the new school
I too fond of the new school
I'm an old in a young man
Bump Johnny when I cruise through
Two still a hot boy
But I'm too cool, I'll hold a grudge I beat whoever I lose to
We the ones who had girls, by the pool snortin' up lines
I'm the reason all the bad bitches never showed up on time
We the one who had Cristiano in Japan throwing up
Born to lose but I built up, always knew up
I I'm made for this shit

Jay Jones]
Wait, I I'm made for this shit
I got the way with this
Grind everyday for shit
night bad hoes
Shop open no
money, stack mo
I guess this they ask fo'
Wait,
Gang
Mula
Yeah,
Gang
Mula

3: HoodyBaby]
I'm Steph Curry I'm
I'm all hell, when the Warriors come out to yall all fail
I got fish scale, I got scales
I'm the nigga in the city pushing dope
in the kitchen when the smoke clears
I can clear 200,000 like my throat,
I make it rumble in the where koalas lie
call me Hoody bear, i'm koala-fied
Oh that went your head? I'm over qualified
Really make them fly, bitch I'm stuck in overdrive
Trick or treat, live or Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my Jesus piece like you right

[Verse 4: Lil

Moms just on me with grades
Had to them B's to A's
Now im turning to paper
Turning birds to haters fry their wings and
I prefer a lake, I deserve a
Should be overpaid, I toast the bread
I ain't the bread
Man the Golden State more than heads
it in my hand, turn it into bread
Got the golden dreads, got me on the
Had a talk Tez about me on the meds
the shit he said, Le Mantra on the ears
try to son me Reg
I'll ya off the ledge
pop off on sketch
Praying like pledge, gon' spread
Catch 'em Dez, all in ya ass
Handguns in the
I'm a in the fishbowl
Running plays on my rich
days in the North Pole
I'm a play, my part hoe
a rock to the charcoal
Heart but my heart closed
ride on a long road
Long days and them nights
Big dogs and we all
Big words just all
talk, large price
Alright, not
cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, mic
Stop light, running your mouth 'fore I run in your mouth
From a hundred dollas to a hundred of
Got fuckin problems, figure 'em out
Niggas run in your house on my count
Bitches in they waiting on my call
Gang, Mula Gang, Mula Gang
Yes
I think I'm made for this

Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I'm made for shit
I got the way with shit
Grind for this shit
Every bad hoes
Shop open no
money, stack mo
I guess this what ask fo'
Wait,
Gang
Mula
Yeah,
Mula
Gang,
Gang