Luyện nghe bài hát Detroit

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

In Detroit, everybodys hungry, to hussle
In Detroit, got a deal with Russel
In Detroit, you'll be lucky if your not a of a shooting
In Detroit, crack-head zombies prostituting
In Detroit, the underground rap don't get played on the airwaves
Unless, or push, men got payed
In Detroit - bitch, you aint even from
Fuck your rap, 7 mile is where the at
In Detroit, ain't no fucking freestylin, ain't no for that
Got on the eighty-four Regal and I'm grindin
Detroit, my name
In Detroit, cocaine
In Detroit, don't play no hoe they'll blow out your brains.

In Detroit, you can me on 7 mile
In Detroit, where the bitches and niggas, live wild
In Detroit, where you find the dope game is
In Detroit, where the show assholes and titties
In Detroit, where the niggas and bitches, they build
In Detroit, we got hoodrats and ghetto
In Detroit, we taking no shit from nobody
In Detroit, we got Sammy the Bulge and Gotti
In Detroit, we got and players, hoes and macks
In Detroit, we Regals, Chevys, and Cadillacs
Gettin money by the stack from the rap for the
In Detroit, its like that, liquor for the blunt and
In Detroit, we got arabs that look Bin Ladin
In Detroit, we got bitches and niggas that plottin
In Detroit, we stay rottin, forgive but not
Potatoes stay au gratin, come close and a hot one

In Detroit, you can be a of the ghetto
In Detroit, got more rock than heavy
In Detroit, bitches slide down the butt-naked
In Detroit, some real and some fake it, some it
In Detroit, mu'fuckas just hope make it
In Detroit, I take it, so I just wanna break shit
Detroit got some winners, Detroit got some
got the best dope-dealers and drug-abusers
And I be the rabbit-killer, the who kill rabbit
In Detroit they bust automatics at trailer addicts
Across 8 mile in Detroit, you my style
Soopa in Detroit, I'm at the top of the pile

In Detroit, got the fix for you who broke
In Detroit, we got the weed, speed, raw, and
In Detroit, the bums will rush your ass
Where the little old do the hundred-yard dash
In Detroit, where the bitches fine as Hell
But if you slap that up, you gotta go to jail
In Detroit, we got the futeristic
Nigga, check my statistics, my number is
In Detroit, where you got to be fly as
With your attitude shitty like your shit smell
In Detroit, aim big ya got to west
end to the end, and down to southwest
And forget the HP and small ass hamtraning
I'm 'bout Detroit, understand it, God damn it
And if you dont know the I called off
You probably a weak-ass nigga the burbs, extra soft.