Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

[Verse 1: Jay
Man, starting when it's game time
Talking drugs on my line
That's a strange sign, I can't trust you
Ain't have a clue that I was so hard to get where I'm at
I can vision this shit, had a
Call me Jay King
Now I up and I'm living this shit
Time change, change too
Never let the people you
Pack made it safe, we
Pull off in a cocaine
Got two snow bunnies me
One Becky one Sue
Sue really do what Becky do
Becky sexual with the (gang)
at HollyGrove
This the of the Mula
I put that on
out the passports, fuck a city hoe
I need a from Aruba
She say my dick like a
She lemme her medula
Then I pass hoe to Euro
When it to head, that hoe better than Super
I'm

[Hook: Jay & Lil Wayne]
Wait, I I'm made for this shit
I got the way with this
Grind everyday for shit
Every bad hoes
open no closed
Make money, mo
I guess this they ask fo'
Wait,
Mula
Mula
Yeah,
Mula
Mula

[Verse 2:

I'ma do 'em Big Meech
strip club's in '03
Like when MJ dropped 69 on the in OT
Moore with a low fade
Fiends still in the Age
in the crowd strapped ho
They don't while I'm on stage!
talk, I'm immune to
Been the new kid in the new
I ain't too fond of the new
I'm an old in a young man
Bump 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 snortin' up lines
I'm the reason all the bad college bitches showed up on time
We the one who had Cristiano in Japan up signs
Born to lose but I built up, always knew up
I think I'm made for shit

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

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

4: Lil Wayne]

Moms just hard on me grades
Had to turn B's to A's
Now im turning to paper
Turning birds to haters fry wings and legs
I a lake, I deserve a raise
Should be overpaid, I just toast the
I burn the bread
Man the Golden State more than heads
Take it in my hand, turn it bread
Got the dreads, got me on the meds
Had a with Tez about me on the meds
Forgot the shit he said, Le Mantra on the
try to son me Reg
I'll knock ya off the
I'll pop off on
Praying like pledge, gon' spread
'em like Dez, all in ya ass
in the console
I'm a shark in the
Running plays on my hoes
Sunny days in the North
I'm a play, my part hoe
a rock to the charcoal
Heart but my heart closed
ride on a long road
Long days and long nights
Big and we all bite
Big words all hype
Small talk, large
Alright, not
cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, mic
Stop light, stop running mouth 'fore I run in your mouth
From a dollas to a hundred of commas
Got fuckin problems, tryna 'em out
Niggas run in house waiting on my count
Bitches in they house on my call
Gang, Mula Gang, Mula Gang
Yes
I think I'm made for this

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