Luyện nghe bài hát Mula Gang

[Verse 1: Jay
Man, starting five when game time
Talking drugs on my main
That's a strange sign, I can't trust you
Ain't have a clue I was working so hard to get where I'm at
I can vision shit, had a dream
Call me Jay King
Now I woke up and I'm living this
Time change, change too
let the people change you
Pack made it safe, we
off in a cocaine coupe
Got two snow with me
One Becky one Sue
Sue don't really do Becky do
Becky sexual the crew (gang)
at HollyGrove
This the year of the
I put on Mula
Pull out the passports, fuck a hoe
I need a from Aruba
She say my dick a ruler
She fuck her medula
I pass that hoe to Euro
When it come to head, hoe better than Super
I'm

[Hook: Jay Jones & Lil
Wait, I I'm made for this shit
I got the way with shit
Grind for this shit
night bad hoes
Shop no closed
Make money, mo
I guess what they ask fo'
Wait,
Gang
Mula
Yeah,
Mula
Mula

[Verse 2:

I'ma do 'em Big Meech
This club's in '03
Like when MJ dropped 69 on the in OT
Keith with a low fade
Fiends in the Stone Age
in the crowd strapped ho
They clap while I'm on stage!
talk, I'm immune to
Been the new kid in the new
I ain't too fond of the new
I'm an old soul in a man
Bump Johnny Cash I cruise through
Two cokes a hot boy
But I'm too cool, I'll hold a 'till I beat whoever I lose to
We the who had good girls, by the pool snortin' up lines
I'm the reason all the bad college bitches never showed up on
We the one who had in Japan throwing up signs
to lose but I built up, always knew growing up
I think I'm for this shit

[Hook: Jay
Wait, I think I'm made for shit
I got the way with this
everyday for this shit
Every bad hoes
Shop open no
Make money, mo
I guess what they ask fo'
Wait,
Mula
Gang
Yeah,
Gang
Mula

[Verse 3:
I'm Steph I'm Wardell
I'm all hell, when the Warriors come out to yall all fail
I got scale, I got four scales
I'm the nigga in the city pushing dope
Hoodybaby in the kitchen when the smoke
I can 200,000 like my throat, yeah
I make it rumble in the jungle where lie
Bitches me Hoody bear, i'm koala-fied
Oh that over your head? I'm over qualified
Really make them guns fly, bitch I'm stuck in
Trick or treat, or die? Let my bro decide
All this in my Jesus piece like show you right

[Verse 4: Lil

Moms just on me with grades
Had to turn B's to A's
Now im turning to paper
Turning birds to haters fry their wings and
I prefer a lake, I a raise
Should be overpaid, I toast the bread
I ain't the bread
Man the Golden State more than heads
Take it in my hand, turn it bread
Got the dreads, got me on the meds
Had a with Tez about me on the meds
Forgot the shit he said, Le on the ears
try to son me Reg
I'll ya off the ledge
pop off on sketch
Praying pledge, bullets gon' spread
Catch 'em Dez, all in ya ass
Handguns in the
I'm a shark in the
Running plays on my hoes
Sunny days in the North
I'm a play, my part hoe
a rock to the charcoal
Heart thrives but my heart
Short ride on a long
days and them long nights
Big dogs and we all
Big just all hype
Small talk, price
Alright, not
cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, mic
light, stop running your mouth 'fore I run in your mouth
From a hundred dollas to a hundred of
Got fuckin problems, tryna 'em out
Niggas run in your house waiting on my
Bitches in they waiting on my call
Mula Gang, Mula Gang, Mula
Yes
I I'm made for this shit

Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I'm made for shit
I got the way with this
everyday for this shit
Every bad hoes
Shop open no
Make money, mo
I guess this what ask fo'
Wait,
Gang
Mula
Yeah,
Mula
Gang,
Mula