Luyện nghe bài hát Da Summa

Uh uhh, the 6 Mafia
in the studio
Finna' give y'all a little
Of how we kick it in the M-town
drop somethin' like this

See in Memphis, playaz be kind of like laid back
In some ass rides, blunts in the sack, I'm blowin' the pack
the park about three, sometimes a little later
The day of the week and they couldn't any greater
They the park and hittin' the South Park strip, ride
The South Gatin' skatin' ring later on night

We in the lot bumpin' our rap tapes
Paul and part 2, and for another one, hey, just couldn't wait
We back at the crib into the room
as [unverified] in every scenes we use
Straight from the 4 track, two and simple
That's through a pimpsta's

Now it's time to hit the stores and collect
We at the Friday's and Saturday's special request made
Me and Juice Man hit the tables, coopsta ,Scarecrow the stage
Bangin' so bunk, there some fools always gotta start a
They usually made us close up early that night, in da
In da

Pimpin' my grooves, we just
Ridin' through the hood with my
smoked out
In da

my grooves, we just ride
Ridin' through the hood with my
smoked out
In da

my grooves, we just ride
Ridin' through the hood with my
smoked out
In da

my grooves, we just ride
Ridin' through the hood with my
smoked out
In da

Drunk off red dog, as we bump the mystic fog
Me, Scarecrow, Crunchy, G, and all my bothaz call
Fly got his in the sky as we chiefin' blunts
Black Glocks in the ride fiendin' for a homicide

Some Tanqueray grab my yey with little [unverified]
That's how we always did it since I was a kid
But we don't stop cuz our heart is pumpin' blood thunder
No man up in the trauma, head is broken In Da

of the Scarecrow want the ceremony
Till the sun sets me ease, until the night breeze
Rise up to the darkness, listen close to noises in the
my Uzi up Indonesia, 6 fill need my breeze

Don't want me black khaki slacks and me black
And my automatic gats in case I had to dig up a plot of
Then hit Paul up on his home, tell him to bring his ass on
So we can hit the honey comb before the ganja's gone, Da

Pimpin' my grooves, we just
Ridin' through the hood my homies
Gettin' out
In da

my grooves, we just ride
Ridin' the hood with my homies
smoked out
In da

my grooves, we just ride
Ridin' through the with my homies
smoked out
In da

Pimpin' my grooves, we just
Ridin' the hood with my homies
smoked out
In da

Pass the E and J, Koop, then let's take a ride and
To the high school, North Side where the playaz
I'm all the freaks, with some weave and a sexy switch
"Can I get ya numba?"
"I man"

Well, I'm a trick
Ballin' down violent time, one time on my
If they pull me over I be hopin' they find the nine
Made enough evergreen to holla at Blac and Cam
Chiefin' on the blunts in the alley slangin' balla',

Couldn't forget my roadie big Kurt, Swally, and
Project Pat and the [unverified] teflon
Just a few homies who I grew up in the hood me
And the ones in Orange Blossom [unverified] University,

It's gettin' and I'm ballin' down Elvis street
Blowin' my horn, to get this girl attention in front of me
'Cuz everyday I'm out tryin' to get a freak number
That's how the Juice is in da

Pimpin' my grooves, we just
Ridin' through the with my homies
Gettin' out
In da

my grooves, we just ride
Ridin' through the with my homies
smoked out
In da

Pimpin' my grooves, we ride
Ridin' through the with my homies
smoked out
In da

Pimpin' my grooves, we ride
Ridin' the hood with my homies
smoked out
In da

how we do it, so that's how it is
The 6 Mafia in the house for the '95
Straight from the The Juice
DJ Paul, Lord Infamous the
The Knicca and Crunchy Black
We out