Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

[Verse 1: Jay
Man, starting five when it's time
Talking 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 vision shit, had a dream
me Jay Luther King
Now I up and I'm living this shit
Time change, change too
Never let the people you
Pack it safe, we straight
Pull off in a cocaine
Got two snow with me
One one named Sue
Sue don't really do what do
Becky sexual the crew (gang)
2000 at
This the year of the
I put on Mula
out the passports, fuck a city hoe
I need a bitch from
She say my dick a ruler
She lemme her medula
Then I pass hoe to Euro
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 this shit
Grind for this shit
night bad hoes
Shop no closed
Make money, mo
I guess what they ask fo'
Wait,
Gang
Mula
Yeah,
Gang
Mula

2: Euro]

I'ma do 'em like Big
This club's in '03
when MJ dropped 69 on the Cavs in OT
Keith Moore with a low
Fiends still in the Age
in the crowd strapped ho
They don't clap 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 soul in a man
Bump Johnny Cash when I 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 showed up on time
We the one who had Cristiano in throwing up signs
to lose but I built 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 with shit
everyday for this shit
Every night bad
Shop open no
money, stack mo
I guess this what ask fo'
Wait,
Mula
Mula
Yeah,
Gang
Mula

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

4: Lil Wayne]

Moms just on me with grades
Had to turn B's to A's
Now im words to paper
Turning birds to haters fry their and legs
I prefer a lake, I a raise
Should be overpaid, I toast the bread
I burn the bread
Man the Golden turning more than heads
Take it in my hand, it into bread
Got the golden dreads, got me on the
Had a talk with Tez about me on the
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 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
Sunny in the North Pole
I'm a play, play my hoe
Turn a rock to the
Heart but my heart closed
ride on a long road
Long days and long nights
Big and we all bite
Big just all hype
Small talk, large
Alright, not
cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, mic
Stop light, stop running your mouth 'fore I run in mouth
From a hundred dollas to a of commas
Got fuckin problems, tryna 'em out
Niggas run in your house on my count
Bitches in they waiting on my call
Mula Gang, Gang, Mula Gang
Yes
I I'm made for this shit

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