Luyện nghe bài hát Detroit

"7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile"

In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to
In Detroit, nobodys got a deal Russel
In Detroit, be lucky if your not a victim of a shooting
In Detroit, zombies still prostituting
In Detroit, the underground rap don't get played on the airwaves
Unless, pull or push, men got
In Detroit - bitch, you even from Detroit
Fuck your rap, 7 mile is the hustlers at
In Detroit, ain't no fucking freestylin, ain't no time for
Got twenty-fours on the eighty-four Regal and I'm
Detroit, know my
In Detroit, cocaine
In Detroit, play no hoe games they'll blow out your brains.

In Detroit, you can catch me on 7
In Detroit, where the bitches and niggas, they wild
In Detroit, where you find the dope is shitty
In Detroit, where the bitches show assholes and
In Detroit, the niggas and bitches, they build cars
In Detroit, we got hoodrats and stars
In Detroit, we ain't taking no shit nobody
In Detroit, we got Sammy the and John Gotti
In Detroit, we got pimps and players, hoes and
In Detroit, we ride Regals, Chevys, and
money by the stack from the rap for the crack
In Detroit, its like that, liquor stores for the and
In Detroit, we got arabs look like Bin Ladin
In Detroit, we got bitches and niggas that plottin
In Detroit, we stay rottin, but not forgotten
Potatoes stay au gratin, come and catch a hot one

In Detroit, you can be a of the ghetto
In Detroit, got more rock than metal
In Detroit, bitches down the pole butt-naked
In Detroit, real and some fake it, some snake it
In Detroit, mu'fuckas hope they make it
In Detroit, I can't take it, so I wanna break shit
Detroit got winners, Detroit got some losers
Detroit got the best and drug-abusers
And I be the rabbit-killer, the killer who kill
In Detroit bust automatics at trailer park addicts
Across 8 in Detroit, you hate my style
Soopa in Detroit, I'm at the top of the pile

In Detroit, got the fix for you niggas who
In Detroit, we got the weed, speed, raw, and
In Detroit, where the bums will rush ass
Where the little old do the hundred-yard dash
In Detroit, where the bitches look fine as
But if you that bitch up, you gotta go to jail
In Detroit, we got the space-age
Nigga, check my statistics, my is unlisted
In Detroit, where you got to be fly as
With your attitude shitty like your shit smell
In Detroit, aim big ya got east to
North end to the end, and down to
And forget the HP and small ass hamtraning
I'm talking Detroit, understand it, God damn it
And if you know the places I called off
You a weak-ass nigga from the burbs, extra soft.