Luyện nghe bài hát So Harlem

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

We hit the and stand on club sofas, so get the club owners
'Cause we the type Knicks game court side
Big chain sporty ride, G4 the of skies
And in session so you all could rise

Then pay homage to the board that so many niggaz
On my died, of marijuana how I mourn you guys
And mind that my cash better find that
We do the mask work, kick doors search

Now where the at, man where the yayo at?
You make me wait the gat where baby layin' at
'Cause it's a world, after world
Emblem on the car no horn on the Capricorn

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

We up the cars, we switch up the broads
Got the bitches sayin', Oh my
We fucks the stars, it's us against y'all
at the bar we oh so Harlem

A desperado, rich I struck the lotto
Trained to like Cus D'Amato
I paint the in them custom 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
Give me Coupe fever, it's four inches for my shoe
You gon' get it 'cause my G'd up

We take chances, flip label
3 day at Atlantis, make way for the gangsters
A 1000 deaths to the cowards, you let him die no
I to drive 4 hours

Switch with my man had a worth of powder
You want the power
But when it man you can't duck the showers
It's Byrd gang and you don't fuck with ours

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

We up the cars, we switch up the broads
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 choppy grammar
Where we livin' at the cops stand us
And and packin' hammers
And my a act bananas

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

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

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

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

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

We switch up the cars, we switch up the
Got the bitches sayin', Oh my
We fucks with the stars, it's us against
at the bar we oh so Harlem