Luyện nghe bài hát Chunk up the deuce

I up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down and boys hate
I chunk up the deuce for the and the North
Boys talkin down make me pull out the choppa
I chunk up the for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the streets
I up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin I got them diamonds in my mouth

Well that grain grippa from Houston, Tex
That bar sippa, bar no plex
I'm straight up that Swishahouse
G. Dash write all the checks
So check the neck, the wrist
I'm balla from head to toe
My jewelry shop more grills
Than George Foreman, baby now ya
That ain't a igloo, that's my
And ain't snow, baby that's my chain
That's not an ice tray, that's my
And that's not a snowcone, my ring
That Kool-Aid up in my cup
I stay sippin purple oil
I stay the slab on 4's
Cuz I'm a til I'm in the soil
My game is one of a kind
Patek Philippe worth
My work schedule out on the
It's mash all night and all day
No for a hustler
Just bleed the and stack that paper
M.O.B. when it to hoes
And a 40 cal it come to haters
We authentic players not
Got a 600 with a fall kit
Got hoes at the HK tricks
Out runnin the tracks make me rich
I'm too to quit
Stackin up paper til I'm gone
So I'ma be workin wood wheel and splinters
20 inches or better of chrome

I chunk up the deuce for the and the North
talkin down and boys wanna hate
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the
talkin down don't make me pull out the choppa
I up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin I'll leave em on the streets dead
I up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I got them diamonds in my

(Don Ke!)
Tex got the streets burnin
Poppin with them 4's turnin
Rookie boys they still
Losin' cash, I'm still
Get my bread I shake the fed
them dimes in and out my bed
Jump in the drop to the top
And let em bop on red
Leather seats with wood out
don't know what my hood 'bout
Tryin to take the young spot
I'm platinum and still hot
off in my mix again
Pimpin plus pimpin pens
Multiplyin, I win
Keep that ice lookin as gin
Out tha roof still chunkin
Ridin and hoppin juice
grill with plenty skills
Just the mic and I'll let it loose
Independent, still chasin
22's on Porshe
Model chicks them big ol' butts
Killa with them big ol' nuts
Hit the with my game tight
boppin my fame right
Did her the same night
Boys talkin all hype
Cut the when I run my mouth
Rollin green I'm playing golf
Texas boys be off
Representin' that North and

I chunk up the deuce for the and the North
Boys down and boys wanna hate
I chunk up the deuce for the and the North
Boys talkin down don't me pull out the choppa
I chunk up the deuce for the and the North
Boys down I'll leave em on the streets dead
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the
Boys talkin I got them diamonds in my mouth

I'm from Port Texas
Represent it til I'm (dead)
Pimpin' died in the 80's
Boys was (scared)
Bitches was on
And the 'Lacs rollin (rollin)
But the game done been
Cuz now the Southside is (ha)
Pockets swollen (ha)
do we do with all the cash (cash)
Try 84's wrists
With jumpin out the dash (dash)
in the stash even though I'm on parole (role)
Nigga try me that fuck it
Bitch I'll ya body cold (cold...)

tha land of grain (grain)
Candy (paint)
84's and the chrome
Texas baby (ha)
Dirty (south)
P-A-T, you know we
We K's (K's)
Eag's (Eag's)
AR's and them
We servin nothin' but China
we don't sell that dirty weight
Big Bun
Holdin it (down)
Rep the town to the (fullest)
it be on the mic or in them streets
Bustin bullets (bullets)
Don't pull it me (with me)
I pull it on you
And you ventilated
UGK is on the block
And you monsters is finna it

I up the deuce for the South and the North
talkin down and boys wanna hate
I chunk up the deuce for the South and the
Boys talkin down make me pull out the choppa
I up the deuce for the South and the North
Boys talkin down I'll leave em on the dead
I chunk up the deuce for the and the North
Boys talkin down I got diamonds in my mouth