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, 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 second line, niggas'll you
Kids get outta school, they they fists, too
Jump one of children and they bringin' they clique, too
L.D. buckin' 'cuz T.C. killin' nothin'

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

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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?

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

Mind your business is a code, too, I never
Ever since a nigga was a million old
a ballin shot caller is tha goal
I'll anybody in the roll
To make it there, you talk crazy, we it there
feel like a steak, nigga, you medium-rare
All these niggas wan' be 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, where you
you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, where you
Where you from, motherfucker, where you

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

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

Da
Home of tha
Da
of tha soldiers

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, you from?
you from, motherfucker, where you from?

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