Luyện nghe bài hát Jealousy

It's DJ Kay Slay the king
And this is what when you put 3 lyricists on one record
That's right, I lyricists, not rappers
And for you haters out there, pay

(Jealousy's a motherfucker) go
You don't no problem, you don't wanna mess with it
Up in it then I come around, niggas already be knowing how I be the best it
How I step all up in the spot every time you see a nigga fresh step with a fresh fitted
Bust every bottle in the building and I shit up
I got 'em whilin' till a tell he finished
(You weak jealous motherfuckers) You see them gather
white bitches be linin' up like bricks of coca
Make it bounce, stretch and spread yo' ass,
Bangin' on till we probably break a shoulder
I don't ever give a fuck it cost, see, the money I'ma toss
Make way homie, see we coming through a bit
Illiterate, but you know you fuckin' a boss
Yeah we all the small countries where they don't know us like "Yo, who that?"
While we go and hit 'em with the shit make 'em wanna raise up, uh-uh, don't do that
of telling niggas when you know exactly what I'm on
Get this bread, bakery, cake up nigga then I'm gone
Y'all see the way I black out every time I beat 'em in the till the nigga [?]

You can lose your life if you a nigga
Fuck up [?] niggas
Me bitch better, me whip
Me shine, me wrist blow
You can your life

Hit a lick, rockin' the hip, hopin' to get high when a spit
Probably when the women get on me, talkin' the
Often the bitch when I rip
be jelly, they go through her telly
And see her tell me she shit in my telly
It's hurtin' his like bad meat at the deli
I have heat in my pelly for the fuckboys
Make a nigga have to snuff boys, make enough
To make drop when I bust toys when they suck soy
I'm get my paper no matter what
Hateful takers don't got enough, goin' a nut
Get a fo'-fo' with ya ganja my do' in the cut
Play no and I ain't no dame so I aim for pain
I'ma drain yo' brain when thang go bang
Like I'm Django, man, and my aim goes
When I'm faced jealousy, all the states throw mail at me
So it's making you march, wanna at me
When I react they call up
Bitch ass, ass, sniff ass, ho
Just 'cause I get cash I spit fast, now his ass low
Go get a sick pass and a badge 'cause you get mad, bro
You to get flagged and you wondering if it's riff raff, no nigga

You can lose your if you a jealous nigga
Fuck up [?] jealous
Me better, me whip wetter
Me neck shine, me blow
You can your life

I knew a couple niggas that I to run with
Have fun with, get with
Shit get low, I had to a couple guns wet
Squad fell apart all over one
Leave it to my nigga Ty to do some shit
My Uzi weigh a ton
Run up in a nigga crib with the fire you can light a with
Hollow tips in belly, time to [?] shit
my paper, neighbor, fly nigga, aviator
Walk out the crib, nigga like a radiator
Bet I kill a if he wanna die right now
Actin' like a fiend, nigga, pipe down
He was yesterday, he believe in Christ now
on you, no mouthwash, you in my sight now
If I don't get a from Slay, somebody dyin'
9-7, you hard pressed, get the iron
Yo Slay fuck these niggas

You can lose your if you a jealous nigga
Fuck up [?] niggas
Me bitch better, me wetter
Me neck shine, me wrist
You can lose your

Nigga be on some real Compton shit, nigga be out in New doing whatever the fuck he wanna do. I'm just a thorough nigga, five borough nigga, project nigga from the Westside of Compton, you know what it is. L.A., that's my shit, New York
(You can your life)