Luyện nghe bài hát Detroit 101

Yo, 313
101

Detroit, 101

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

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

In Detroit, never leave ya without 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', watch what street you turn down
You might look around and everything is burnt
On fire, street lights
The hustlas don't kill on the fiend's smokin'
the players play 247 parley
Still fucked up like 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 slicker bitch, I'm the nigga shit
That'll rip ya body, so quit