Luyện nghe bài hát Detroit 101

Yo, 313
101

Detroit, 101

It's all bitches, hoes, fat bank rolls
The DTS Caddy the fresh set of Vogues
on blades, forever stayed 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 where they murder
My in the air goin' pop, pop, pop
I'm killin' anything 'Shady'
Bitin' my Pay me
And in stereo you still couldn't play me
Crack baby, 313,
Bitches pop they pussy at for they fee
All type-a trickin' and freakin', ain't free
''cause fuckin' off ya skrill wit' hoes can cost me up in

(Chorus)
Detroit,
Detroit,
(Detroit, Detroit) muthafucka! [2x]

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

talking]
Uh, blaze one for the
Learn about shit

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