Luyện nghe bài hát Da Magnolia

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Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a
breakin' up bricks, niggas tryin' ta be rich
Dope ounce get hit, armed 'rilla
Somebody wig get split, for ten G's of
It's where the dip through, enemies get you
Catch you at tha second line, flip you
Kids get outta school, they they fists, too
Jump one of them and they bringin' they clique, too
L.D. 'cuz T.C. killin' ain't nothin'

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

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

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

Mind your business is a code, too, I told
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 take it
You'll like a steak, nigga, you medium-rare
All these wan' be tip-rats or tha man in charge
With tha AK-47, change you boys

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

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

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

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

Da
Home of tha
Da
Home of tha

Da
Home of tha
Da
Home of tha

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

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