Luyện nghe bài hát Da Magnolia

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Welcome to tha section 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 swingin' fists, too
one of them children and they bringin' they clique, too
L.D. buckin' 'cuz T.C. killin' nothin'

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

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Da
of tha soldiers
Da
of tha soldiers

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

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

Mind your is a code, too, I never told
Ever since a nigga was a years old
Bein' a ballin shot is tha goal
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 wan' be tip-rats or tha man in charge
With tha AK-47, it'll you boys

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
of tha soldiers

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

Clique up, load up pistols,
Ride through, slow down, out, blast
Put bout in your ass
linin' family scared
Go score, rock it, chop it, it
Got a deal for fifty, it
Mission, riches, hittin'
Twenty inches, plenty
All day, beaucoup, scuffle

Niggas huddle, AK
Blood in puddles, scatter
pieces of human matter
Police don't probly won't know
Unless its they shit, don't know
it quiet, tell nobody
Start no and stay in silence
Maintain focus, off porches
Watch for roaches, carry

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

Da
Home of tha
Da
of tha soldiers

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