Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Feet Deep

[Intro - People -
"Hey man, wrong with you?"
"Fuck you at nigga?"
"I'm tryin to find out nigga!"
"Hold up, up, oh, we got a problem here?"
"We got a here, we got a problem nigga?"

shots]

1 - Bun B]
It's the return of the trill niggaz, your stash (stash)
We dressed in all black and got the hood on (smash)
I Roc ya like Dame Dash (Dash), one shot, one kill [gun
Ask anybody (body) and gon' tell ya Bun real (Southern Smoke)
It's a deal when I pull up on ya
Calico get unleashed [gun shots], clearin the corner
Perfect to me and ten (me and ten), we much weight
And this one for in a penitentiary upstate
Damn, come on Bun,
Naw nigga, this one dedicated to in a penitentiary upstate
'Til he come home, in his we ballin
We forget the homies on lock or the fallen
Band I.T., 'lo and Bad Azz Bam
Sean Wee and Big Munst' and we givin a damn
If you need a kilogram, two, or a dozen
Come on down to Texas, holla at your country

- Bun B]
I can show you how to get stains, how to 'caine
Show you how to grip grain, how to stains
we deep off in the game (bitch we deep off in the game)
Bitch we deep off in the (bitch we deep off in the game)

We be in your backdoors, cockin back fours
you how to mack hoes, slammin 'lac doors
Bitch we deep off in the (bitch we deep off in the game)
Bitch we off in the game (bitch we deep off in the game)

[Verse 2 - Kilo]
Yeah, I learned how to shoot a MAC-10 'fore I 12
Hot shells burn, black turn pale
You out to get
I show you boys how to sell yay and how to tell it weigh without a scale
Motel 6, hard sell quick
And I ain't gon' shit
You'll sell nicks and dimes, twenties, three dollar club sacks
Buy y'all private, guaranteed to come

[Verse 3 - Bad Azz
I, sand into rocks with soda
No wrist, a fog tryin to rock your quota
on top of the stove, these hands is cold
I, stretch the books, see how much it hold
Most think the water should be cold
Really hot, keep it 'til the finishing lot
Not cold nigga, and watch
We takin bricks on the road, try to form spot, nigga

4 - Chamillionaire]
Yeah (Southern Smoke), you don't hear how we it, then you gettin in the way
I'm gettin rich, niggaz gettin pissed, cause most pussy play
We can let that metal differences [gun cocked], let a clip set a date
Point guard position, I'm it, so an opponent better pray
Of my environ-ment, yeah it's the
So close to the truth than you, your fiction cannot deny a
nigga from gettin higher
Don't believe me than check my
Record, I said I'm on
Your "poof" like time expired, liar, haha