Luyện nghe bài hát Fucks With You

Yeah, it's ya boy...I'm back Byrd
rap extravagance classic for you niggaz

Max B]
WE TRYNA GET PAAAID, CAN I GET SOME WITH CHUUUUUU?
GET BLAAAZED, CAN I HIT FROM WITH CHUUUUUU?
GET BRAAAINS, NIGGA I WITH CHUUUUU....
WE THEM NIGGAZ YOU LOVING!

WE FUCKS EXPENSIVE HOEEEEEEES....THE BIRD SWANG
AS FAR AS CLOTHEEEEEES....IT'S BYRD GANG
WE GETTING THIS DOOOOOOOOOOUGH.....
CAUSE WE THEM YOU LOVING!

If trap is the way out y'all niggaz stuck there (for' real)
Coffee shops the only way you see here (for' real)
And I'm a different (ha!), feeling out of line
in that deuce so I I need a whole different story!
Can't a book by it's cover
comes to yay you can't a brick by it's color (what!)
You only know if it's butter you put it in the raw
and that watch flooded if you still see the border
If he hustle, somebody around him does
And if he ain't homie, somebody him 'cause
(Cause?) Cause gangster ain't portrayed (nah)
Death before dishonor niggaz easily
Same niggaz from the sandbox, I drops (drops)
One year or two times we can watch the drop (ball drop)
We by-coastal you niggaz ain't playing (nah)
Drive-by and you, you niggaz ain't spraying right

B]

Five with thirty five homie pitch a buck
Hit the club with the bitches, ma the only one to fuck
Cause my BG's so prolific, you can do whatever
I'm abusing my name buzzing from to Bermuda
Nigga's caught him slipping again, he never shoot us
caught up pimping again and he ain't neva Scooba
Thousand dollar bags of Buddha, I drop on my scooter
my Ruger'll do ya like they did Luther Jr
A lil bigger some shoes thinking that they cushy
Lil niggaz got it confused I'm a pussy
Watch how I scream the team cause the clock is ticking
I lean when I squeeze cause the glock be kicking
I be on the stank, blowing on the dank
my quarter across the border I ordered it drink
Got ya caught up in loops all up in the lane
All in the paint, we balling and up in the mix.....OWWW

We do it to the death, a hoopties I done wrecked (Capo!)
I got a attitude but stay super duper fresh (stay fly!)
My shooters do the rest (bang bang), put the on the curb
if I'm not out of town I'm up in Harlem on the
Or handling B. I, in the office my feet up
Stay through the city, stay cautious if you see us
Been for going hard, be flossing off the meter (balliiiiin!)
We gotta stay fly, Austin to the
I love the purple, stay off the reefer (stay high)
Break the limit something sporty with a heater (speediiiiin!)
You fuckboys, never be like us (not at all)
at the light, in a 07' Spyder
Behind the G-wall, I know lifers (Eastside!)
Eight forty eights they was heavy in the (balliiiiin!)
Six forty five, and it's piped up
The wrist forty five, chain heavy and iced up