Luyện nghe bài hát Dope House Family (Chopped & Screwed)

[Juan Gotti: 1]
Razaville Texas Houston to
Deep in San Anto, screw y Valles
throughout Dallas, Boritos & Corpus
Odessa, Laredo, the in Austin
Texas Mexicans north of the border
Land of the free, weed with my Gordo.
Muthafuckers back in yo' Cadillac
Let me jump in this shit like back to
Stay real for life, roll south
For the wreckshop, for the crowd
My alias is Go-Hard-Mexican
through your veins like medicine.
Wanna be On the H-Town
ballers fight for the rebound
B-Town to G-Town
Creep everybody G'd out
Can't see how you can me out
me out, take me out
Deep south, my hood got slack
Than 88 ridin' on horse back.
Top that! The all that
Strike like a snake & like a bobcat.

Bash: Verse 2]
Hoe ass niggas, there ain't nothin'
They do it for panurch, but I do it for the
& I'm on the search, sometimes I go to church
7 deuce old school with the skirts
& I for muthafuckers on the couch & the flo'
Cause a like my self is out for the dough
But you know, if you got big pelota's
Anybody now a days, might be the
A Baby Beesh, he don't fuck with police
& he'll the dop shit out your nephew & niece
If they ever get the snitchin' tellin' & singin'
I'm a call the whole squad & some heads gon' be
I'm Dope House stout, a set up & no hear though
It's talk, real breath, make it clear hoe!

[Chorus:
Throw your up
All my G's
up your deck
Dope click came to wreck.

[South Park Mexican: 3]
Money & the power, on the Prowler
Blaze up a blunt as I you all about it
out the Hill'a, crawl like caterpillar
Pour a .44 up in my as for real'a
This for my 45 stainless
Throw yo' set up, let me see your sign
Sell a rock, steal a laptop
for a key & sell that bitch for half off
Rollin' with my
& we all blast, everybody bought Lac's
Everybody got stacks, some of us Black's
Newports
Tap tap Too $hort, even chop New
If it ain't screwed up, I don't hear it
Lac on pancake, I'm pourin' up the syrup
In the pen-agena, Hillwood
of the rock, inside a broken antenna.
Muthafucker.

[Coast: 4]
I throw my set rounds, I been at & down's
plays about it, my lady has sounds
Homey from the Nawf side & I'm all mine
Money paper chasin' stack it up, I count mine
I...
Was raised in a broken home, the groceries
Mama snortin' coke to the dome, but hold the
She left alone, I'm slowly grown
& learned how to hold the chrome, My is gone.
bein' broke! Come on
I'm finna take ya to the spot where the homie's
We surely don't no shit from nobody
So don't trip on nobody, get a in your body, uh
the gut of the ghetto, Catholicism is in prison
We been with our religion, I'm livin'
We been a victim, see we ain't suspect's here
We leavin' proof, that there ain't no justice here
My hood.

Carolyn:]
Throw your up
All my G's
Turn up your
Dope House click to wreck.

Luciano: Verse 5]
Came to it. Huh?
Look up in the sky. Is it a or a plane?
Naw Superman is arrived here to save the day
Flyer than a pelican, leanin' off
Johnny pay checks slash made Mexican
my introduction, now let me start stuntin'
Blue & yellow on teeth, baby I'm bubblin'
Up like crack, Luck back
all these mic's got my money on stack
Hold up, come dust me off me the weed alright
Now mix me up zip but baby don't put too much Sprite
I'm a tip stacker, swang a big
Andy Milonakis in my den on big plasma
Addicted to Henne & strip club shit
Tell them hoes of the jump I'm a pimp you bitch!
to wreck & get a check
Turn up your deck, this
We iced up & priced up & in Benzo's.

[Powda: 6]
7: 24' I be them digits
I'm a hustle 'til I die & I'm in it to win it
Makin' my independent, got 7 years in it
Dope House platinum eyes, that's when we finish
Man it's a dirty game but yet I shine so
whatever you need & puff, now holla at me
Whether I'm hustlin' on the side or I'm these verses
I got a service for you hoes, just me disperse it
& I be hurtin' 'em I pull up in a big body
They be followin' me, stockin' like the
So fuck a hater they just mad, they can't like me
I got the 15's 10 inch on screens
& I'm a dime piece, I be sharp as a crease
Quick to get it poppin' water in hot grease
& it nothin' new, it's just the same old shit
day, another dollar, another case to catch.

[Chorus:
Throw your up
All my G's
Turn up deck
Dope House came to wreck.

[Rasheed: 7]
to South Park met him at Hillwood
Graduate 88, we still hood.
Remember me in the Town?
I let the Mary Go put the hustle down
"If yous' a Jane
Throw hands in the air" on this track SPM is the producer
Riddla' On Da Roof
Drop the in the booth
& the top on the coupe
Ain't no stoppin' the
My team currency
Got 'em screamin' Dope House out in
Rasheed 1 soldado
on an avocado
With my foot up on the
& a bottle of the 'cause I swerve in the low-low
Solo' fo' sho' homies more dough
Sleepin' is for dreamers on the block like
Throw your hood up, throw hood up
Let it drop!

Verse 8]
Cadillac driver, up & down the slab
Cousin, man is nothin' but supreme in my gas
Tippin' on the fast lane, on some top flight
Grindin' shinnin' like a spot light
Swangin' on them cops Cuttie that's Graimmie
Yeah they might us, but they won't get behind me
Now I'm doin' 90, all gas no
Fuckin' your boy, get your punk ass hoe faced
Drop you like a dope case, faster than a kick
Nigga beat your feet, some rocks with that homey shit
the time we loadin' clips
Otherwise we holdin'
scores, kickin' doors
Pimpin' whores, whips
So we dip stun & we slide to them tapes
Pistol in the waist line, money in the suit
Drop it in a cool
Everything's
This is for 'cause my hood is my family.

[Chorus:
your hood up
All my G's
up your deck
Dope click came to wreck.

Verse 9]
You can call me Mr. Brick, take a trip
a thousand grams to the bumper, Man & make it flip
I'm an veteran, pedal to the max
I see the federal for my stash, my on my lap
'Cause I'm a hustler, 20, 000 miles just this summer
Ever since the 1st day of June, on a cama
Got that Boomerang glow, I throw it in the pot
Is comin' right back I promise, I'm blowin' up the spot
Listen, it's me I got a million dollar corner
Fed's tap my house phone & they out of order
I'm the son of a man, mama knows I'm thuggin'
& I should of been a chef the way I cook crack up oven met
Teachers taught us Just say no. I had to hustle
Even that I stayed broke, want to struggle so
Buy half & 8 ball, hit the runnin'
Thought the world was mine I saw the cops comin'
& too late.

Verse 10]
My homey died & the called it drug related
I was standin' there when his mother fainted
& I felt trapped, cause I know I choose fate
I grabbed my nina & made that lose weight
Since 88 a nick in my tube socks
I a G since you was tryin' to do the moonwalk
I'm from a place they call Hondura's
Nothin' fake about my life except my car
proof vest, my jefa sense stress
Nothin' about me, except my piss test
I grew up in a full of empty stomachs
While other kids was at McDonald's gettin' 20
& I'm known all the ghetto's
Boy you think the fuckin' law, so don't pawn my
My chrome spits & I know to chase hoe
Nate at the dancin' with a glow sticks.

your hood up
All my G's rep...

[Pain chorus:]

[Breakdown 1: Pain &
Carolyn.
Carolyn: what?
Pain: Uhm ... Los said he want a hook at the end of the song.
Oh. You mean one at the end of the song?
Pain: Yeah, everybody's already done their rap that's the whole Dope Family.
Carolyn: What you mean everybody? What about
Pain: Girl you know how to rap.
Jaime, you got me fucked-up!
Pain: Okay... I'll let you try, but if Los doesn't it I have to take you off.
Carolyn: Just tell me to come in.
Right... right... now.

[Carolyn: 11]
I ain't gon' lie Dope 'til I die
With my niggas in the studio, chillin' high
Rollin' up sweets, these beats
Sippin' on skurrup & it slur my
Comin' out the H, where they bake
I ain't 'bout the kind that your mama makes
I need a little space, Texas is the
Ya tu sabes homes, I'm a represent my
New to the scene, but not to the
Blowin' purple skun & is fuckin' with my
Tryin' to change, up to the ceilin'
Lookin' out the another neighborhood killin'.
will they chill? I don't really know
Keepin' my on a 6 double O
Rims dripped in chrome & dripped in paint
can't stop like a car with no brakes.
Okay!

Man you wrecked.
Carolyn: I you fool.