Luyện nghe bài hát Da Magnolia

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two, one

Welcome to tha where it's hotter than a bitch
Niggas up bricks, niggas tryin' ta be rich
Dope ounce get hit, 'rilla 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 they bringin' clique, too
L.D. buckin' 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
or five o'clock in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot
Niggas gettin' chopped, gettin' in tha crowd, bruh
deal gone bad, one of them cats was sour
Motherfuckers gettin' chopped up, and they a
Carbine aimed at dome for some powder
I'ma do your boy and hop in tha Eddie Bauer
Get off seventeen, and, nigga, holla

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two, one

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, you from?
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 of his 'Baud cuffs
Well, aware on the that he's gonna duck
If thinkin' 'bout 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 is a code, too, I never 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 talk crazy, we take it
You'll like a steak, nigga, you medium-rare
All these niggas wan' be tip-rats or tha man in
With tha AK-47, it'll you boys

Da
Home of tha
Da
Home of tha

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

Clique up, load up pistols,
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'
Twenty inches, bitches
All day, beaucoup, scuffle

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

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
of tha soldiers

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

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