Luyện nghe bài hát Da Magnolia

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Welcome to tha where it's hotter than a bitch
Niggas breakin' up bricks, niggas tryin' ta be
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
you at tha second 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 blues try ta hit ya and you had to keep
On New Year's, tha lights get out at six o'clock
Four or five o'clock in tha mornin' you be gettin' shot
Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' shot in tha crowd,
Drug deal gone bad, one of them was sour
gettin' chopped up, and they have a
Carbine aimed at your dome for powder
I'ma do like boy and hop in tha Eddie Bauer
Get off seventeen, and, nigga, holla

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
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Da
Home of tha
Da
Home of tha

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

Is ya ready for it? be over-prepared
ya enter ya see a sign, say, "Soldiers bewarre"
And they be ragged up, dollar bagged up
Whole nickel tucked in tha back of his 'Baud
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 tough
'Cuz he break and bust, she gon' be fucked up

Mind your business is a code, too, I told
Ever since a was a million years old
Bein' a ballin shot is tha goal
hospitalize anybody in the roll
To make it there, you talk crazy, we take it
feel like a steak, nigga, you medium-rare
All these wan' be tip-rats or tha man in charge
tha AK-47, it'll change you boys

Da
Home of tha
Da
of tha soldiers

Now where you from, motherfucker, 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 bout fifty in ass
Second linin' scared
Go score, rock it, it, serve it
Got a for fifty, twurk it
Mission, riches, hittin'
Twenty inches, plenty
All day, beaucoup, scuffle

huddle, AK muffled
Blood in puddles, scatter
pieces of human matter
Police don't know probly know
Unless its they shit, they don't
Keep it quiet, nobody
Start no shit and stay in
Maintain focus, stay off
for roaches, carry toasters

Da
Home of tha
Da
of tha soldiers

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

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

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