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
Spinnin' on blades, forever paid, true
I'm dope like your hoe sniff a Quaalude
And put the 'Smack on any bitch out here like 'The Rock'
Not the wrestler, but the ki off the block
off the East Side where they murder cops
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 pussy at night for they fee
All type-a and freakin', ain't shit free
''cause fuckin' off ya wit' these hoes can cost me up in

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

In Detroit, never leave ya without a gun
I don't give a 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 might around and everything is burnt down
On fire, street broken
The hustlas don't kill on guys the smokin'
the players play 247 parley
Still gets fucked up Bob Marley
(Like Bob Marley)

[Mastamind
Uh, blaze one for the
Learn some shit

I'm a D-E-T P-I-M-P
While you at home 'sleep I'm out on them
City bitch, I'm the nigga with shit
rip through ya body, so quit