Luyện nghe bài hát Da Magnolia

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Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a
Niggas breakin' up bricks, tryin' ta be rich
Dope ounce get hit, armed 'rilla
Somebody wig get split, for ten G's of
It's where the dip through, enemies get you
Catch you at tha line, niggas'll flip you
Kids get outta school, swingin' they fists, too
Jump one of them children and bringin' they clique, too
L.D. 'cuz T.C. killin' ain't 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 five o'clock in tha you gon' be gettin' shot
gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha crowd, bruh
Drug deal bad, one of them cats was sour
Motherfuckers gettin' chopped up, and they a
Carbine aimed at your for some powder
I'ma do like your boy and hop in tha Eddie
Get off seventeen, and, nigga, I'ma

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Da
Home of tha
Da
Home of tha

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

Is ya ready for it? Better be
When ya ya see a sign, say, "Soldiers bewarre"
And they be ragged up, twenty-five bagged up
Whole tucked in tha back of his 'Baud cuffs
Well, aware on the route he's gonna duck
If somebody thinkin' 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 your business is a code, too, I told
Ever a nigga was a million years old
Bein' a ballin shot is tha goal
I'll anybody in the roll
To make it there, you crazy, we take it there
You'll feel a steak, nigga, you medium-rare
All these wan' be tip-rats or tha man in charge
With tha AK-47, change you boys

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

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

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

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

Da
Home of tha
Da
of tha soldiers

Da
Home of tha
Da
of tha soldiers

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

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