Luyện nghe bài hát Byrd Gang Money

Just my fancy car
Picked up my clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
This is gang money,
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd gang
Only spending that Byrd gang money.

clean my fancy car
Picked up my clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
This is gang money,
is Byrd gang money,
This is Byrd gang
Only niggas spending that Byrd money.

Reminiscing on my slant,
By the time I was sipping on my first
Hit the game, I started as a out,
See the fly that the big wheelies pushed out,
Dirt bikes wheelies by the cookout, that was that summer,
I was thirst to be plumper. It pays but the risk was worst,
Save the fly copping kicks with the work.
It work; I was fucken up the re-up.
Bottles at the tunnel, was 98, I called papa for the bundles,
An ten grand, it felt like a hundred,
These Gucci belts by the stomach, with in them.
Its only wealth we want, if we run wit em
the death, until the feds come and get em
Byrd gang money, it started off that Byrd Kane
New cars, in third lane money!

clean my fancy car,
Picked up my clothes,
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the bomb,
This is gang money,
is Byrd gang money,
This is Byrd gang
Only real niggas spending Byrd gang money.

money is the hardest,
Your first grand is a job
Your first cool million, an artist.
Especially if the niggas up the block, sell
it, crumbles all apart when you hold it
Wasn't born a crook, I was molded
kept my uncles in the green, so I sold it
Even learned to smell a good through the packing
Midwest and got financial backing
Started with the wheelies on credit
Any concepts of being I was debited
Anybody get it, come a day later with the eigth money
Got to it out, cause I said it
Courts an acquittal, coming in the club with an
Me I'm the in the middle.
The brain and the bran roc-a-house rope the neck
A lot of for the chain, and the charm. Come on man

clean my fancy car
Picked up my clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
This is Byrd money,
This is gang money,
This is gang money
Only niggas spending that Byrd money.

At a young age, no bricks just
stuck, then your mans a flip
The situation real, then your a hit
You on the get-a-way, the can you get
You circle the block, you play track and
A lot of niggas on that track got killed
But you know me manning up,
Never sit down I pee, forever standing up
I'm a boss, so I'm the shots,
Big homie, pioneer of the
You wanna pump, nigga Ill tell you when and at
face-fight; I'm not the one to stare at.
Matter of dog, you and your man sits,
In the back off cop car, dog, pointing index
I you could, cause you a Sammy the Bull
But gonna die if a hammer get pulled.

clean my fancy car
Picked up my clothes
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
is Byrd gang money,
This is gang money,
is Byrd gang money
Only niggas spending that gang money.

Just my fancy car
Picked up my fancy
And we in the hot spot,
No, we got the bomb,
We got the
This is gang money,
This is Byrd money,
This is Byrd money
Only niggas spending that Byrd money