Luyện nghe bài hát So Harlem

Free bail posters, tail on the roadster
life vulgar, the FBI posters
The fast pack guns no holsters
We act don't approach us

We hit the spot and stand on club sofas, so get the owners
we the boss type Knicks game court side
Big sporty ride, G4 the lord of skies
And courts in session so you all could

Then pay homage to the board that so many niggaz
On my corner died, of marijuana how I you guys
And never mind that my cash better find
We do the mask work, doors cash search

Now where the paper at, man where the at?
You make me wait the gat where your layin' at
it's a cold world, after world
Emblem on the car it's no horn on the

Everybody talkin' 'bout this byrd money
And this shit is funny to me
you a frog
And I'ma hit you with one in knee

We switch up the cars, we switch up the
Got the bitches sayin', Oh my
We fucks with the stars, us against y'all
Bucks at the bar we oh so

A desperado, rich I struck the lotto
Trained to like Cus D'Amato
I paint the night in them models
Racin' in the street potholes
Who gives a fuck is the

The new sneakers, Blackberry's new
And no tops on the 2 seaters, summertime
me Coupe fever, it's four inches for my shoe divas
You gon' get it 'cause my G'd up

We take chances, flip label
3 day stays at Atlantis, make way for the
A deaths to the cowards, you let him die no flowers
I to drive 4 hours

Switch with my man had a supply worth of
You chumps the power
But it rain man you can't duck the showers
It's gang and you don't wanna fuck with ours

Everybody talkin' 'bout this byrd gang
And this shit is funny to me
you a frog
And I'ma hit you with one in knee

We switch up the cars, we switch up the
Got the sayin', Oh my darling
We fucks with the stars, us against y'all
at the bar we oh so Harlem

I got no manners, ignorant with choppy
Where we livin' at the cops can't us
And belligerent and packin'
And my a act bananas

'Cause get hungry from gorilla talk
I'm talkin' not a bit of pork
If you a soldier go get boss
We to sit and talk

Before it go
Mo mo murder
And we pop at you
And whoever you got you

My niggaz too hard, cop jewels new cars
Take guns to Jumar, tryna avoid a new
Now I to that and drop a bomb to that
It's war in these streets no sleep we

You out your weight class, we'll eat you Drake fast
The credits all good motherfucker but I'm cash
Yeah, and I'm oh so
bang, bang, you don't want no problems

Everybody 'bout this byrd gang money
And this shit is funny to me
Think you a
And I'ma hit you one in your knee

We switch up the cars, we up the broads
Got the sayin', Oh my darling
We fucks with the stars, us against y'all
Bucks at the bar we oh so