Luyện nghe bài hát Da Magnolia

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Welcome to tha section where it's hotter a bitch
Niggas up bricks, niggas tryin' ta be rich
Dope ounce get hit, armed insists
Somebody wig get split, for ten G's of
where the Feds'll dip through, enemies get you
Catch you at tha second line, niggas'll you
get outta school, they swingin' they fists, too
Jump one of children and they bringin' they clique, too
L.D. buckin' 'cuz T.C. ain't nothin'

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

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Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

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

Is ya ready for it? be over-prepared
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' 'bout him up
If a bitch with him, she be smart, or tough luck
'Cuz he break and bust, she gon' be fucked up

Mind your business is a code, too, I never
Ever since a nigga was a million old
Bein' a shot caller is tha goal
I'll hospitalize anybody in the
To it there, you talk crazy, we take it there
You'll feel a steak, nigga, you medium-rare
All niggas wan' be tip-rats or tha man in charge
With tha AK-47, it'll change you

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

Now you from, motherfucker, where 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
Ride through, slow down, out, blast
Put fifty in your ass
Second family scared
Go score, it, chop it, serve it
Got a for fifty, twurk it
Mission, riches, hittin'
inches, plenty bitches
All day, beaucoup, scuffle

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

Da
Home of tha
Da
Home of tha

Da
Home of tha
Da
of tha soldiers

Now you from, motherfucker, where you from?
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
that there, yeah, yeah, yeah
it down, mm, hmm
it down, mm, hmm, mm, hmm
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