Luyện nghe bài hát JIM JONES

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

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

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

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

B]

Five seven thirty five homie pitch a buck
Hit the club the bitches, ma ain't the only one to fuck
Cause my BG's so prolific, you sluts can do
I'm abusing my name buzzing from to Bermuda
Nigga's him slipping again, he ain't never shoot us
caught up pimping again and he ain't neva Scooba
Thousand dollar of Buddha, I drop back on my scooter
my Ruger'll do ya they did Martin Luther Jr
A lil bigger rocking some shoes thinking that cushy
Lil niggaz got it confused thinking I'm a
how I scream with the team cause the clock is ticking
I gotta when I squeeze cause the glock be kicking
I be on the stank, blowing on the dank
my quarter across the I ordered what 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 bitchy attitude but super duper fresh (stay fly!)
My do the rest (bang bang), put the product on the curb
if I'm not out of town I'm up in on the curb
Or B. I, in the office with my feet up
running through the city, stay cautious if you see us
Been known for hard, be flossing off the meter (balliiiiin!)
We stay fly, Austin to the sneakers
I love the purple, coughing off the reefer (stay high)
Break the speed limit something with a heater (speediiiiin!)
You fuckboys, you'll be like us (not at all)
Stunting at the light, in a 07'
the G-wall, I know several 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