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 insists
wig get split, for ten G's of chips
It's the Feds'll dip through, enemies get you
Catch you at tha line, niggas'll flip you
Kids get outta school, they swingin' fists, too
Jump one of them children and bringin' they clique, too
L.D. buckin' 'cuz T.C. killin' nothin'

Tha blues try ta hit ya and you had to druggin'
On New Year's, tha lights get shut out at six
Four or o'clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot
Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha crowd,
Drug deal gone bad, one of them was sour
Motherfuckers gettin' up, and they have a
Carbine aimed at your dome for some
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
of tha soldiers

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

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

Mind your business is a code, too, I never
Ever since a was a million years old
a ballin shot caller is tha goal
I'll 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
tha AK-47, it'll change you boys

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

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

Clique up, up pistols, mask
Ride through, slow down, out, blast
Put fifty in your ass
Second linin' family
Go score, rock it, it, serve 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 shit, they don't know
it quiet, tell nobody
Start no and stay in silence
Maintain focus, stay off
Watch for roaches, toasters

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

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
you from, motherfucker, where you from?

Where you goin', motherfucker, you goin'?
you from, motherfucker, where 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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