Luyện nghe bài hát Da Magnolia

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Welcome to tha where it's hotter than a bitch
breakin' up bricks, niggas tryin' ta be rich
Dope ounce get hit, 'rilla insists
Somebody wig get split, for ten G's of
It's where the Feds'll dip through, get you
Catch you at tha second line, flip you
Kids get outta school, they they fists, too
Jump one of them and they bringin' they clique, too
L.D. buckin' T.C. killin' ain't nothin'

Tha try ta hit ya and you had to keep druggin'
On New Year's, tha lights get shut out at six
or five o'clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot
Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' in tha crowd, bruh
Drug deal gone bad, one of cats was sour
gettin' chopped up, and they have a
Carbine aimed at your for some powder
I'ma do your boy and hop in tha Eddie Bauer
Get off seventeen, and, nigga, holla

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Da
Home of tha
Da
of tha soldiers

Now you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, where you
you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, where you

Is ya ready for it? be over-prepared
ya enter ya see a sign, say, "Soldiers bewarre"
And they be up, twenty-five dollar bagged up
Whole nickel tucked in tha of his 'Baud cuffs
Well, aware on the route that he's duck
If somebody 'bout jammin' him up
If a bitch with him, she better be smart, or luck
he gon' break and bust, she gon' be fucked up

Mind business is a code, too, I never told
since a nigga was a million years old
Bein' a ballin shot caller is tha
hospitalize anybody in the roll
To make it there, you talk crazy, we it there
You'll feel like a steak, nigga, you
All these niggas be tip-rats or tha man in charge
With tha AK-47, change you boys

Da
Home of tha
Da
Home of tha

Now where you from, motherfucker, you from?
you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, you from?

Clique up, up pistols, mask
through, slow down, jump out, blast
Put bout in your ass
Second linin' scared
Go score, rock it, chop it, it
Got a deal for fifty, it
Mission, riches, switches
inches, plenty bitches
All day, hustle beaucoup,

Niggas huddle, AK
Blood in puddles, people
Flying pieces of matter
Police don't probly won't know
Unless its they shit, they know
Keep it quiet, tell
Start no and stay in silence
focus, stay off porches
Watch for roaches, carry

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
of tha soldiers

Now where you from, motherfucker, where you
Where you from, motherfucker, you from?
you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, where you

you goin', motherfucker, where you goin'?
Where you from, motherfucker, you from?
I know where I'm goin' to tha fuckin'
Believe that there, yeah, yeah,
it down, mm, hmm
it down, mm, hmm, mm, hmm
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