Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

[Verse 1: Jay
Man, starting five when it's time
drugs on my main line
That's a strange sign, I really trust you
Ain't have a clue I was working so hard to get where I'm at
I can vision this shit, had a
Call me Jay Luther
Now I woke up and I'm this shit
change, people change too
Never let the change you
Pack it safe, we straight
Pull off in a coupe
Got two snow with me
One Becky one Sue
Sue don't really do Becky do
sexual with the crew (gang)
2000 at
This the year of the
I put on Mula
out the passports, fuck a city hoe
I need a from Aruba
She say my dick a ruler
She lemme fuck her
Then I that hoe to Euro
When it come to head, hoe better than Super
I'm

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

[Verse 2:

I'ma do 'em Big Meech
This strip in '03
when MJ dropped 69 on the Cavs in OT
Keith Moore with a low
Fiends in the Stone Age
Goons in the strapped ho
They don't while I'm on stage!
Side talk, I'm to
the new kid in the new school
I ain't too fond of the new
I'm an old in a young man
Bump Johnny Cash when I through
Two cokes 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 college bitches showed up on time
We the one who had in Japan throwing up signs
Born to lose but I built up, always knew up
I I'm made for this shit

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

[Verse 3:
I'm Steph Curry I'm
I'm all hell, when the Warriors out to play yall all fail
I got scale, I got four scales
I'm the nigga in the city pushing deals
Hoodybaby in the when the smoke clears
I can clear 200,000 like my throat,
I it rumble in the jungle where koalas lie
Bitches call me bear, i'm koala-fied
Oh that went over your I'm over qualified
Really them guns fly, bitch I'm stuck in overdrive
Trick or treat, live or die? Let my bro
All this trapping in my Jesus like show you right

4: Lil Wayne]

Moms hard 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 a lake, I deserve a raise
Should be overpaid, I just the bread
I burn the bread
Man the Golden State turning more than
Take it in my hand, turn it into
Got the dreads, got me on the meds
Had a with Tez about me on the meds
Forgot the shit he said, Le on the ears
try to son me Reg
I'll knock ya off the
I'll pop off on
Praying like pledge, bullets spread
'em like Dez, all in ya ass
in the console
I'm a in the fishbowl
Running on my rich hoes
days in the North Pole
I'm a play, my part hoe
Turn a rock to the
Heart but my heart closed
Short ride on a long
Long and them long nights
Big and we all bite
Big just all hype
talk, large price
Alright, not
cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, mic
Stop light, stop running your 'fore I run in your mouth
From a hundred dollas to a of commas
Got problems, tryna figure 'em out
Niggas run in your house waiting on my
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 this
I got the way with this
Grind everyday for this
Every bad hoes
open no closed
Make money, mo
I this what they ask fo'
Wait,
Gang
Mula
Yeah,
Mula
Gang,
Gang