Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

[Verse 1: Jay
Man, starting five when it's time
Talking drugs on my line
That's a strange sign, I can't trust you
Ain't a clue that I was working so hard to get where I'm at
I can this shit, had a dream
Call me Jay Luther
Now I woke up and I'm this shit
Time change, change too
Never let the people you
Pack it safe, we straight
off in a cocaine coupe
Got two snow bunnies me
One Becky one Sue
Sue don't really do 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 from Aruba
She say my dick a ruler
She fuck her medula
Then I pass that hoe to
When it come to head, that hoe than Super
I'm

Jay Jones & Lil Wayne]
Wait, I think I'm made for 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
Gang
Yeah,
Gang
Mula

2: Euro]

I'ma do 'em like Big
This strip in '03
Like when MJ 69 on the Cavs in OT
Moore with a low fade
Fiends in the Stone Age
in the crowd strapped ho
They clap while I'm on stage!
Side talk, I'm to
Been the new kid in the new
I too fond 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 a grudge 'till I beat whoever I lose to
We the ones who had good girls, by the pool snortin' up
I'm the reason all the bad college bitches never showed up on
We the one who had Cristiano in throwing up signs
to lose but I built up, always knew growing up
I think I'm for this shit

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

[Verse 3:
I'm Steph Curry I'm
I'm all hell, the Warriors come out to play yall all fail
I got fish scale, I got scales
I'm the nigga in the city pushing deals
Hoodybaby in the kitchen when the clears
I can 200,000 like my throat, yeah
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
make them guns fly, bitch I'm stuck in overdrive
Trick or treat, 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
birds to haters fry their wings and legs
I prefer a lake, I a raise
Should be overpaid, I just toast the
I ain't burn the
Man the Golden State more than heads
it in my hand, turn it into bread
Got the golden dreads, got me on the
Had a talk Tez about me on the meds
Forgot the shit he said, Le Mantra on the
try to son me Reg
I'll ya off the ledge
I'll pop off on
like pledge, bullets gon' spread
Catch 'em 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
a rock to the charcoal
Heart thrives but my heart
Short ride on a long
days and them long nights
Big and we all bite
Big words all hype
Small talk, price
Alright, not
cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, mic
light, stop running your mouth 'fore I run in your mouth
From a hundred 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, Gang
Yes
I think I'm made for this

[Hook: Jay
Wait, I think I'm made for 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
Mula
Yeah,
Gang
Gang,
Mula