Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Feet Deep

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

[gun

1 - Bun B]
It's the return of the trill niggaz, your stash (stash)
We dressed in all and got the hood on smash (smash)
I Roc ya like Dash (Dash), one shot, one kill [gun shot]
Ask anybody (body) and gon' tell ya Bun real (Southern Smoke)
It's a done when I pull up on ya
Calico get [gun shots], niggaz 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 Pimp in a upstate
'Til he home, in his name we ballin
We never forget the homies on or the fallen
I.T., Young 'lo and Bad Azz Bam
Sean Wee and Big Munst' and we ain't a damn
If you need a kilogram, two, or a dozen
Come on down to Texas, holla at your cousin

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

We be creepin in your backdoors, back fours
Show you how to mack hoes, slammin 'lac
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 I turned 12
Hot shells burn, black skin pale
You out to get
I show you boys how to sell yay and how to what it weigh without a scale
Motel 6, hard blow quick
And I ain't sell shit
sell nicks and dimes, twenties, even three dollar club sacks
Buy y'all private, guaranteed to come

3 - Bad Azz Bam]
I, turn into rocks with soda
No wrist, a fog tryin to rock your quota
Microwave on top of the stove, these hands is
I, stretch the books, see how water it hold
Most niggaz think the water should be
hot, keep it warm 'til the finishing lot
Not nigga, listen and watch
We takin on the road, try to form your 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 settle [gun cocked], let a clip set a date
guard position, I'm assistin it, so an opponent better pray
Of my environ-ment, yeah the Messiah
So to the truth than you, that your fiction cannot deny a
nigga from gettin higher
Don't me than check my prior
Record, I said I'm on
Your "poof" your time expired, liar, haha