Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Mess Wit Texas

Put your stones in dust and worn, Coast raised and born
Have a you get broke loose and catch the Texas long horn
Up that ass, when I blast, claimin' South East
Bakin' cakes hate makin' playahaters break down
If you're for an exit, cause Houston on the wreck shit
is the state you don't mess wit
Cock the tech, spit, and shit to vest
Where shit from north to east
connected with the west
It's the 3rd Coast 'round the corner
Rockin' birds, sippin' serb, puffin'
Screwed-Up Click deep and we kick it Down South
Pop the lip, try to trip, get you the sawed off
Find your boy, bring the north twelve on the map
Bailin' through the Texas street with my on my strap
Every hour on the hour doubtin' bout rexis
Leaving you chestless if you're vestless, don't mess wit

to ashes, dust to dust
Texas, us, and in glocks we trust, cause uh
Ashes to ashes, to dust
Glock 9's we bust and no fucking wit us, cause uh
Marsh shit don't me, haters wanna kill me
Lil' representin' Texas, so try to feel me
Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna me
Houston, Texas, so try to feel me

Cross the at the point, to this lonestar state
And create c's, lil' the kid can't make
Bustin' out in the Talon to this world-wide tower
Take myself and then I bust, the other 9 matter
Ain't no wustle in Calies I used to that was slow
It's automatics that'll catch you at this front do'
Lifestyles like White, facin' Kapone
Stackin' cheese, takin' my keys, you went through the zone
Tell your colleage you won't this
North sides took
9 times out of 10 I makin' it out, I it
Fairy tales and riddles, cut you sweet the middle
Fill in weed to succeed how I'm plottin' to kill ya
and neeyas, gangbangers and dopeslangers
Pull the Southern angle 2-1 in the chamber
So Lee, to the publicist who not try test us
You find yourself restless tryin' to fuck Texas

to ashes, dust to dust
Texas, that's us, and in we trust, cause uh
Ashes to ashes, dust to
Glock 9's we and there's no fucking wit us, cause uh
Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna me
Lil' Keke representin' Texas, so try to me
Marsh shit thrill me, haters wanna kill me
Houston, Texas, so try to feel me

Feel the ill, yield the yield, hands no fear
with full metal gear, makin' it loud and clear
Takin' advantage, you can't manage, I'm a Southside
So lay it down, or be found, as the of massacre
I'm askin' ya to chill, better yet try to
Stackin' mills down the kilo, related for real
Here's the deal, 9 to 10, everythang I want
If I'm in then you spin, here's the key to the
Fuck a friend in this game, cause it's all greed
Tech 9, red beam, and a team
Yeah we're close to the so won't you put in your order
Pound of weed, chug of water, half a chicken or
Puffin' harder at the bottom cause we gainin'
Might check, I select, Texas connected
You Ke to hate, but I set it all straight
Brain or chest plate, it's the lonestar

Ashes to ashes, dust to
Texas, that's us, and in glocks we trust, uh
Ashes to ashes, dust to
9's we bust and there's no fucking wit us, cause uh
Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna me
Lil' representin' Texas, so try to feel me
Marsh shit thrill me, haters wanna kill me
Southside Houston, Texas, so try to me