Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

Yea shorty, you know what I'm talkin'
I peepin' these niggaz out here they slippin' like they ain't
Money no man, so what fuck, you know what we gon' do ha?
We gon' do we been doin' nigga, we gon' load up,
Get a lot mo' and a lot mo' and say fuck em',
Keep shit, keep fuckin' hoes, loading' up on mo' bitches
Then you know I'm sayin', we gon' get greedy too nigga
I ain't never full, I'm full blooded with this grind

I got it
I got it

Capitol, only key to survive is kill
If the elements murder you, tha Rydahs will, fa real
And niggaz know I go to the fullest, get involved
And I got em' playin' ball wit bullets
Yeah, I got the sawed off, fully in the Sean John
Get fucked ya play
Haa, we hit em' up dey ain't lookin'
And tha shots hurt but tha head shots took em'

Damn and if tha red dot em' then tha hollow-head got em'
his tops to his bottom Jack, yea
Ya see we grind from the just to make it to da bottom
At the bottom of da map, Louisiana
Piranhas, every you at, you gotta wear a extra condom and a
Extra gat, ya bitch could get it fa actin' like a man and in
Pakistan, impactin' on ya man, I backed his
Ya man on command in fronta he cool wit dem boyz on fan

I'm on hot, I adjust in different
Stuck in a animal, keep runnin' wit my mates
You ain't did it 'til you done it like in states
Weezy-hustle, no blubber, I put on
And in a drought I go on a diet and stretch
Lose all dat weight, leave a wit stretch marks
even come up to a nigga chest
Pause-up, paw, what tha fuck play dat in da club fa?

Real Shit I'm bombs from a drug war
No religion but da swear dat I'ma drug law
Father forgive em' fa dey not who dey pushin' Lord
Father forgive me if I have to em' to you Lord
I'm tryna dodge tha shots dey send to da God
They ridin' up high way to Heaven

Damn, dem niggaz and jive, not even in tha eye exam
They lookin' fa I, fa A and a K
I'll make ya face to tha side
Now when you smilin' everybody gotta look tha side.
'Cuz when you wilin' you ain't lookin' you jus high
And when we hungry, you look pie
Sweet nigga, you lemon meringue, apple custard
Cherry jelly, don't me get tha biscuit busta, yeah

What up chizzle? You my distant
Real nigga, same father different motha, shit
I skip tha frontin' and to keepin' it trill
You not know me fa nothin'
I'm somethin' than people you feel
I'm fa real
I'm deeper than skills, my can kill
in peace

Yeah, you underdig, shorty it's all one thing nigga
If you bout money come fuck with us
If you ain't money get the fuck from round us nigga
And you bout we bout it
However you get it we can give it to ya nigga
Order bitch, ya underdig, put ya in nigga
Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the and let's roll
Let me get it back, hey, hey

You in a field fa tryin' a dude
bust ya head to da meat
Turn ya 2 food, food fa thought
Think, I lyin' to you
I'll lie his body in grease, set to em'
I'll tie his body in sheets, put tha to em'
Make em' feel tha
Put his in tha blades

Damn, I'm tha heat in tha blaze and niggaz keep ways
When I'm in tha wit Blake, watch
My nigga hungry, he'll eat tha
And if I ask tha homeboy, he'll eat ya face,
And he got me, you can ask
I'm like a pool table, I tha 8
My side pocket, wayz, when I pop it
a nigga side wayz, fa five days, bird man talk

Yeah nigga, I tell em', I tell em' shorty
If it ain't about
Get all the fuck from us
dat, I'm comin' bak gurl

Check my swag, I light, sound dog, you play hard
And I gravel like dog, I'm under ground call me ground hog
Lay down laws call me ground law but confuse me wit da law
Naw, but just confuse me wit my paw I am the Birdman J.R.
I ain't trippin' nigga, I play tha corner like Rip-Kin
Wit tha 40 Cal Rip-kin nigga, rip a nigga, flip ya
Split ya windshield, ya baby mama
But I let tha kid

And people say that I am a kid still, 'cuz tha lil'
Still on big wheels, you feelin' animal then
Come on and get killed, this kid peel like bananas
Say I'm slight bananas, I a weekend in Havana
In my Gabana wit my bottom bitch Savannah
Man a train couldn't ya man, I'm man up and you not a man
I up, say I got my land, I'm tha man of my land
Call it Weezyana, that's tha new plan

nigga, you 'bout some money get at me nigga
Thats the way
Dumb shit we that get at me
Nigga solo, dolo nigga