Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

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

I got it
I got it

Murder Capitol, key to survive is kill
If the don't 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 hoodie
Get fucked ya play
Haa, we hit em' up while dey ain't
And tha body shots hurt but tha shots took em'

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

I'm on hot, I in different climates
Stuck in a animal, runnin' wit my prime mates
You ain't did it 'til you it like in fives 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
You'nt even come up to a nigga
Pause-up, paw, what tha fuck play dat in da club fa?

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

Damn, dem niggaz pussy and jive, not 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' gotta look from tha side.
'Cuz when you wilin' you ain't lookin' you jus lookin'
And when we hungry, you look pie
Sweet potato-ass nigga, you 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 otha
I'm somethin' than people you feel
I'm deeper fa
I'm deeper skills, my speeches can kill
Rest in

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

You sleep in a field fa a dude
bust ya head to da meat
Turn ya 2 food, food fa thought
Think, I ain't to you
I'll lie his in grease, set fire to em'
I'll tie his in sheets, put tha tires to em'
Make em' tha escalade
Put his in tha blades

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

Yeah nigga, I tell em', I tell em' shorty
If it about money
Get all the fuck round us
dat, I'm comin' bak gurl

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

And people say I am a kid still, 'cuz tha lil' nigga
Still ride on big wheels, you feelin' animal
Come on and get killed, this kid peel bandannas bananas
Say I'm slight bananas, I a weekend in Havana
In my Gabana wit my bitch from 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
it Lil' Weezyana, that's tha new plan

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