Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

[Verse 1: Jay
Man, starting five when it's game
Talking drugs on my main
That's a strange sign, I can't trust you
Ain't have a that I was working 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, people too
Never let the change you
made it safe, we straight
Pull off in a cocaine
Got two bunnies with me
One Becky one Sue
Sue don't do what Becky do
Becky sexual the crew (gang)
at HollyGrove
This the of the Mula
I put that on
out the passports, fuck a city hoe
I a bitch from Aruba
She say my like a ruler
She lemme fuck her
Then I that hoe to Euro
it come to head, that hoe better than Super
I'm

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

[Verse 2:

I'ma do 'em Big Meech
This strip in '03
Like when MJ dropped 69 on the in OT
Keith Moore with a low
Fiends in the Stone Age
Goons in the crowd ho
They clap while I'm on stage!
talk, I'm immune to
Been the new kid in the new
I too fond of the new school
I'm an old in a young man
Bump Johnny Cash when I cruise
Two cokes a hot boy
But I'm too cool, I'll hold a grudge 'till I beat I lose to
We the ones who had girls, by the pool snortin' up lines
I'm the all the bad college bitches never showed up on time
We the one who had Cristiano in throwing up signs
Born to lose but I up, always knew growing up
I think I'm made for this

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

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

4: Lil Wayne]

Moms just hard on me 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 burn the bread
Man the Golden State turning more than
it in my hand, turn it into bread
Got the dreads, got me on the meds
Had a talk Tez about me on the meds
Forgot the 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
in the console
I'm a shark in the
Running plays on my hoes
days in the North Pole
I'm a play, my part hoe
a rock to the charcoal
Heart thrives but my closed
Short ride on a road
Long days and them long
Big dogs and we all
Big words all hype
talk, large price
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, figure 'em out
Niggas run in your waiting on my count
Bitches in they house waiting on my
Gang, Mula Gang, Mula Gang
Yes
I think I'm made for shit

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