Luyện nghe bài hát So Harlem

Free bail posters, tail lights on the
Live vulgar, the FBI posters
The fast cars pack guns no
We act dumb approach us

We hit the spot and stand on club sofas, so get the club
'Cause we the boss type Knicks court side
Big sporty ride, G4 the lord of skies
And courts in session so you all could

Then pay homage to the board lies so many niggaz
On my corner died, of marijuana how I you guys
And never mind my cash better find that
We do the work, kick doors cash search

Now where the at, man where the yayo at?
You me wait the gat where your baby layin' at
it's a cold world, after world
Emblem on the car it's no horn on the

Everybody talkin' this byrd gang money
And shit is gettin' funny to me
Think you a
And I'ma hit you with one in your

We switch up the cars, we up the broads
Got the sayin', Oh my darling
We fucks the stars, it's us against y'all
Bucks at the bar we oh so

A desperado, rich like I struck the
Trained to like Cus D'Amato
I paint the night in them models
Racin' in the duckin' potholes
Who gives a is the motto

The new sneakers, Blackberry's new
And no on the 2 seaters, it's summertime
Give me Coupe fever, it's four inches for my shoe
You gon' get it my crew G'd up

We take chances, flip label
3 day at Atlantis, make way for the gangsters
A 1000 to the cowards, you let him die no flowers
I to drive 4 hours

Switch my man had a supply worth of powder
You chumps the power
But when it rain man you can't the showers
It's Byrd gang and you don't wanna fuck with

Everybody 'bout this byrd gang money
And this shit is gettin' to me
you a frog
And I'ma hit you one in your knee

We switch up the cars, we up the broads
Got the sayin', Oh my darling
We fucks with the stars, us against y'all
Bucks at the bar we oh so

I got no manners, ignorant with grammar
Where we at the cops can't stand us
And belligerent and packin'
And my constituents a act

'Cause they get hungry gorilla talk
I'm beef not a bit of pork
If you a go get your boss
We need to sit and

it go further
Mo mo murder
And we pop at you
And whoever you got you

My Muslim niggaz too hard, cop new cars
guns to Jumar, tryna avoid a new charge
Now I to that and drop a bomb to that
war in these streets no sleep we insomniacs

You out your weight class, we'll eat you Drake fast
The all good motherfucker but I'm straight cash
Yeah, and I'm oh so
15th bang, bang, you don't no problems

Everybody talkin' 'bout byrd gang money
And this shit is funny to me
you a frog
And I'ma hit you one in your knee

We switch up the cars, we up the broads
Got the sayin', Oh my darling
We fucks the stars, it's us against y'all
at the bar we oh so Harlem