Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

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

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

[Verse 2:

I'ma do 'em like Big
This club's in '03
when MJ dropped 69 on the Cavs in OT
Keith Moore a low fade
Fiends still in the Age
Goons in the strapped ho
They don't clap I'm on stage!
talk, I'm immune to
Been the new kid in the new
I too fond of the new school
I'm an old in a young man
Bump Johnny Cash I cruise through
Two cokes a hot boy
But I'm too cool, I'll a grudge 'till I beat whoever I lose to
We the ones who had good girls, by the snortin' up lines
I'm the reason all the bad college bitches never up on time
We the one who had in Japan throwing up signs
Born to lose but I up, always knew growing up
I think I'm made for this

[Hook: Jay
Wait, I I'm made for this shit
I got the way this shit
Grind everyday for shit
Every bad hoes
Shop no closed
Make money, mo
I guess this they ask fo'
Wait,
Gang
Mula
Yeah,
Mula
Gang

[Verse 3:
I'm Curry I'm Wardell
I'm all hell, when the Warriors come out to play yall all
I got scale, I got four scales
I'm the nigga in the pushing dope deals
Hoodybaby in the when the smoke clears
I can clear 200,000 like my throat,
I make it in the jungle where koalas lie
Bitches call me Hoody bear, i'm
Oh that went over head? I'm over qualified
Really make them guns fly, bitch I'm stuck in
Trick or treat, or die? Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my Jesus piece like show you

[Verse 4: Lil

Moms just on me with grades
Had to turn B's to A's
Now im turning to paper
birds to haters fry their wings and legs
I prefer a lake, I deserve a
Should be overpaid, I just the bread
I ain't burn the
Man the Golden State turning more heads
Take it in my hand, turn it bread
Got the dreads, got me on the meds
Had a talk with Tez me on the meds
the shit he said, Le Mantra on the ears
try to son me Reg
I'll knock ya off the
pop off on sketch
Praying like pledge, gon' spread
'em like Dez, all in ya ass
Handguns in the
I'm a shark in the
Running plays on my hoes
Sunny in the North Pole
I'm a play, my part hoe
Turn a to the charcoal
Heart thrives but my closed
ride on a long road
Long and them long 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 of commas
Got fuckin problems, tryna 'em out
run in your house waiting on my count
Bitches in house waiting on my call
Gang, Mula Gang, Mula Gang
Yes
I I'm made for this shit

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