Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

[Verse 1: Jay
Man, five when it's game time
drugs on my main line
That's a strange sign, I really trust you
Ain't have a clue that I was so hard to get where I'm at
I can this shit, had a dream
Call me Jay King
Now I woke up and I'm this shit
change, people change too
Never let the people you
Pack it safe, we straight
Pull off in a coupe
Got two snow bunnies me
One Becky one Sue
Sue really do what Becky do
Becky sexual the crew (gang)
2000 at
the year of the Mula
I put that on
out the passports, fuck a city hoe
I need a 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 I'm made for this shit
I got the way this shit
Grind everyday for this
Every night bad
Shop no closed
Make money, mo
I this what they ask fo'
Wait,
Mula
Gang
Yeah,
Gang
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
in the crowd strapped ho
They don't 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 '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 Cristiano in Japan up signs
Born to lose but I built up, always growing up
I think I'm for this shit

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

3: HoodyBaby]
I'm Steph I'm Wardell
I'm all hell, the Warriors come out to play yall all fail
I got scale, I got four scales
I'm the in the city pushing dope deals
Hoodybaby in the kitchen when the smoke
I can 200,000 like my throat, yeah
I it rumble in the jungle where koalas lie
Bitches call me Hoody bear, i'm
Oh went over your head? I'm over qualified
Really them guns fly, bitch I'm stuck in overdrive
or treat, live or die? Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my Jesus piece show you right

[Verse 4: Lil

Moms just on me with grades
Had to them B's to A's
Now im words to paper
Turning birds to haters fry wings and legs
I prefer a lake, I a raise
Should be overpaid, I just toast the
I burn the bread
Man the Golden State more than heads
Take it in my hand, 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
I'll pop off on
Praying pledge, bullets gon' spread
Catch 'em Dez, all in ya ass
in the console
I'm a shark in the
Running on my rich hoes
days in the North Pole
I'm a play, play my hoe
Turn a rock to the
thrives but my heart closed
Short on a long road
Long days and long nights
Big dogs and we all
Big just all hype
Small talk, large
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 dollas to a hundred of commas
Got fuckin problems, tryna 'em out
Niggas run in your house waiting on my
Bitches in they waiting on my call
Mula Gang, Mula Gang, Mula
Yes
I think I'm made for this

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