Luyện nghe bài hát Detroit 101

Yo, 313
101

Detroit, 101

It's all about bitches, hoes, fat rolls
The DTS Caddy with the set of Vogues
Spinnin' on blades, forever paid, true
Plus I'm dope like your hoe a Quaalude
And put the 'Smack Down' on any bitch out here like Rock'
Not like the wrestler, but the ki off the
Straight off the East Side they murder cops
My in the air goin' pop, pop, pop
I'm killin' that's 'Shady'
Bitin' my Pay me
And even in stereo you still play me
baby, 313, D-E-T
Bitches pop they pussy at night for fee
All type-a and freakin', ain't shit free
''cause fuckin' off ya skrill wit' these can cost me up in

(Chorus)
Detroit,
Detroit,
Detroit (Detroit, Detroit) muthafucka!

In Detroit, never leave ya house a gun
I give a fuck if you're gettin' ya hair done
Pickin' up ya or droppin' off ya son
''cause got bullets and dyin' to share some
When ya ridin', gotta watch what street you turn
You might look around and everything is down
On fire, street lights
The don't kill on guys the fiend's smokin'
While the players 247 parley
gets fucked up like Bob Marley
(Like Bob Marley)

[Mastamind
Uh, blaze one for the
about some shit

I'm just a D-E-T
While you at 'sleep I'm out on them streets
City slicker bitch, I'm the nigga with
That'll rip ya body, so quit