Luyện nghe bài hát Bm J.r.

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

I got it
I got it

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

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

I'm on hot, I adjust in 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 and stretch more
Lose all dat weight, a nigga wit stretch marks
even come up to a nigga chest
Pause-up, paw, what tha fuck they play dat in da fa?

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

Damn, dem niggaz and jive, not even in tha eye exam
ain't lookin' fa I, fa A and a K
I'll make ya crook 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 like pie
Sweet potato-ass nigga, you lemon meringue, apple
Cherry jelly, don't me get tha biscuit busta, yeah

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

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 fuck from us nigga
And whatever you we bout it
However you wanna get it we can give it to ya
Order bitch, ya underdig, put ya prints in
Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the concrete and let's
Let me get it back, hey, hey

You sleep in a field fa tryin' a
I'll ya head to da meat
Turn ya mind 2 food, food fa
Think, I lyin' to you
I'll lie his body in grease, set to em'
tie his body in sheets, put tha tires to em'
Make em' tha escalade
Put his feet in tha

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

nigga, I tell em', I tell em' again shorty
If it ain't money
Get all the fuck round us
Fuck dat, I'm comin' bak

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

And people say that I am a kid still, 'cuz tha nigga
Still ride on big wheels, you animal then
Come on and get killed, this kid peel like bananas
Say I'm bananas, I blow a weekend in Havana
In my wit my bottom bitch from Savannah
Man a train stop ya man, I'm man up and you not a man
I stand up, say I got my land, I'm tha man of my
it Lil' Weezyana, that's tha new plan

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