Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous in My City

Master p

Tru love weed and hoes

Silkk

nigga
Shit's in the streets.
real in the city.
out there.
Ya'll know real. (whomp!)
em how we live in the city.

1 (fiend) :

Fuck excusing and asking, you better a look at my past tense
I ain't had shit, a new orleansas ax accent
Laugh when you heard the slurs in my word
think that the southerens could make you dance to the curb
Nerve, my sent in my earb,
Getting excited to make your money it's worth
Nigga act you ain't heard, sleepy eye is the tone
Get it on jones, about to it own home
Ship me then I'm gone, workin best for the
with a song, longer money and roam
Fuck wrong, you certified gone
I got one lil' homie that'll it to your nose

( fiend)

It's dangerous in our
Nobody can us in our city
You heard? we got gangstas in our city
Bangers in our city, and ready to war if you try to rip me

dangerous in our city
Nobody can tame us in our
You ain't heard? we got in our city
Bangers in our city, and ready to war if you try to rip me

2: (silkk)

I hop out the blue jeep with the two
The drama don't thats why I cock at least two heat
All the slang, all my niggas deep in the game
We keep the heat when we hang, you know the streets that I
Nigga I'm just so bad, I rob a bank no mask
Amung killers and all my niggas about that toe tag
The style I live nigga is so fast,
If the rap ever stop I go broke nigga I got dope fast
Or forward, never go backwards never drink
Have on machine, and make sure that the dope addict
From the smallest to the biggest, check that nigga
out, ghetto star, livin' legend my nigga
Find me in the in the center of the mix
Nigga what dirty south represent it in the of the bricks
Nigga fuck see I hip hop,
A nigga like, that cause my family gotta eat
Shit it's like rap

Silkk

Shit you know real out here
Niggas to guard they grill out
Surivival of the fittest my
So hound tell these what the motherfucking deal is

3 : (full blooded)

You ain't smelling what?
Ghetto star felonies,
Runnin through shit squeezing my shit in your belly
Ribs showin', eyes glowin', I lie no ? ? ? one,
I lie crimes form,
I'ma dogg motherfucker I done the route,
My dogg told me not to watch them take me out
Got me running closer to
Motherfucker, rum, got me lookin at ceilings
Hear me ? ? ? at the of the church bell
Twenty white guns salute hounds doggs on my trail
Got me, face in the mud and shit,
with out my road dogg they done drugged me bitch

Master p

All man cut the motherfucking on
Jay gonna the meat with a gimp