Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

[Verse 1: Jay
Man, starting five 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 working so hard to get I'm at
I can vision shit, had a dream
Call me Jay King
Now I up and I'm living this shit
Time change, change too
Never let the change you
Pack it safe, we straight
off in a cocaine coupe
Got two bunnies with me
One one named Sue
Sue really do what Becky do
sexual with the crew (gang)
2000 at
This the of the Mula
I put on Mula
Pull out the passports, a city hoe
I need a bitch from
She say my dick like a
She fuck her medula
Then I that hoe to Euro
When it come to head, that hoe better Super
I'm

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

[Verse 2:

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

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

[Verse 3:
I'm Curry I'm Wardell
I'm all hell, when the 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 clear 200,000 like my throat,
I make it rumble in the jungle where lie
Bitches call me 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, or die? Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my piece like show you right

4: Lil Wayne]

Moms just hard on me with
Had to turn B's to A's
Now im words to paper
Turning birds to fry their wings and legs
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
Take it in my hand, turn it into
Got the golden dreads, got me on the
Had a with 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 pledge, bullets gon' spread
Catch 'em Dez, all in ya ass
Handguns in the
I'm a shark in the
plays on my rich hoes
Sunny in the North Pole
I'm a play, my part hoe
Turn a to the charcoal
Heart thrives but my closed
Short ride on a road
Long days and them 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, stop running mouth 'fore I run in your mouth
a hundred dollas to a hundred of commas
Got problems, tryna figure 'em out
Niggas run in house waiting on my count
Bitches in they waiting on my call
Mula Gang, Mula Gang, Mula
Yes
I think I'm for this shit

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