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

[Juan Verse 1]
Razaville Texas to McAllen
in San Anto, screw Rich y Valles
Rollin' throughout Dallas, & Corpus
Odessa, Laredo, the in Austin
Texas made Mexicans north of the
Land of the free, smokin' weed my Gordo.
Muthafuckers laid back in yo'
Let me jump in shit like back to back
real for life, roll down south
For the wreckshop, for the hometown
My is that Go-Hard-Mexican
Flowin' your veins like medicine.
Wanna be On the H-Town
Real fight for the rebound
B-Town to G-Town
Creep around G'd out
Can't see how you can me out
Make me out, me out
Deep south, my got more 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 worse
They do it for panurch, but I do it for the
& I'm still on the search, I go to church
7 deuce old school Cadillac the skirts
& I speak for on the couch & the flo'
a Mexican 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 young Baby Beesh, he fuck with police
& he'll beat the dop shit out your & niece
If they ever get the snitchin' yellin' tellin' &
I'm a call the whole squad & some heads be ringin'
I'm Dope House stout, fuck a set up & no hear
It's real talk, real breath, make it hoe!

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

Park Mexican: Verse 3]
Money & the power, glass on the
Blaze up a as I tell you all about it
Kill'a out the Hill'a, crawl like
a .44 up in my grapes as for real'a
This for my gangsta's 45
Throw yo' set up, let me see sign language
a crack rock, steal a laptop
Jack for a key & sell that for half off
Rollin' with my
Buddy & we all blast, everybody Lac's
got stacks, some of us puff Black's
Some
Tap tap Too $hort, chop New York
If it ain't up, I don't wanna hear it
Lac on pancake, while I'm up the syrup
In the pen-agena, represent'a
Home of the rock, a broken antenna.
Muthafucker.

Verse 4]
I my set rounds, I been at up's & down's
Anybody plays about it, my has sounds
Homey from the side & I'm all about mine
paper chasin' stack it up, I gotta count mine
I...
Was in a broken home, the groceries gone
snortin' coke to the dome, but hold the foam
She left Coast alone, I'm grown
& how to hold the chrome, My hope is gone.
Fuck bein' broke! on
I'm take ya to the spot where the homie's roam
We surely don't take no shit 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 proof, that there ain't been no justice here
My hood.

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

[Lucky Luciano: 5]
Came to it. Huh?
Look up in the sky. Is it a or a plane?
Naw Superman is here to save the damn day
than a pelican, leanin' off medicine
Johnny pay checks player made Mexican
There's my introduction, now let me stuntin'
& yellow diamonds on teeth, baby I'm bubblin'
Up like crack, Luck back
Wreckin' all these got my money on stack
Hold up, come dust me off me the weed alright
Now mix me up some zip but baby put too much Sprite
I'm a tip stacker, swang a big
Watchin' Milonakis in my den on big plasma
Addicted to & that strip club shit
Tell them of the jump I'm a pimp you dumb 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 sackin' them
Cause I'm a 'til I die & I'm in it to win it
Makin' my independent, got 7 years in it
Dope House platinum eyes, nigga that's we finish
Man it's a dirty game but yet I shine so
Nigga you need & puff, now holla at me
Whether I'm hustlin' on the side or I'm droppin' verses
I got a service for you hoes, just watch me it
& I be hurtin' 'em when I pull up in a big
They be followin' me, stockin' the paparazzi
So fuck a hater they just mad, they shine like me
I got the 15's 10 inch on screens
& I'm a fine piece, I be sharp as a crease
Quick to get it poppin' water in hot grease
& it ain't nothin' new, it's just the old shit
Another day, another dollar, case to catch.

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

[Rasheed: 7]
Philly to Park met him at Hillwood
Graduate 88, we still hood.
me in the Hustle Town?
I let the Mary Go put the hustle down
"If a Jane user
Throw hands in the air" on this track SPM is the producer
Riddla' On Da Roof
Drop the in the booth
& drop the top on the
no stoppin' the dude
My team currency
Got 'em screamin' Dope House out in
Rasheed 1 soldado
Puffin' on an
With my up on the throttle
& a bottle of the Bourbon 'cause I swerve in the
Solo' fo' sho' homies more dough
Sleepin' is for on the block like block
Throw your hood up, throw hood up
Let it drop!

[Grimm: 8]
Cadillac driver, up & the slab maine
Cousin, man is but supreme in my gas tank
Tippin' on the lane, chuggin' on some top flight
Grindin' shinnin' like a spot light
Swangin' on them cops like Cuttie Graimmie
they might want us, but they won't get behind me
Now I'm doin' 90, all gas no
Fuckin' with your boy, get your ass hoe faced
Drop you like a dope case, than a pony kick
Nigga beat your feet, kick some rocks with homey shit
Most the time we loadin'
Otherwise we chips
scores, kickin' doors
Pimpin' whores, rollin'
So we dip stun & we to them Screw tapes
Pistol in the line, money in the suit case
Drop it in a cool
Everything's
This is for 'cause my hood is my family.

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

Verse 9]
You can call me Mr. Break-a- Brick, 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 street hustler, 20, 000 miles this summer
since the 1st day of June, nappin' on a cama
Got Boomerang glow, once I throw it in the pot
Is comin' right back I promise, I'm blowin' up the spot
Listen, it's only me I got a dollar corner
tap my house phone & they still out of order
I'm the son of a preacher man, mama knows I'm
& I of been a chef the way I cook crack up your oven met
Teachers us Just say no. I had to hustle though
Even that I stayed broke, didn't want to so
Buy half & 8 ball, hit the block
the world was mine 'til I saw the cops comin'
& too late.

Verse 10]
My homey died & the called it drug related
I was standin' right when his mother fainted
& I felt trapped, cause I I gotta choose fate
I grabbed my nina & that bitch lose weight
88 with a nick in my tube socks
I been a G since you was to do the moonwalk
I'm a place that they call Hondura's
Nothin' about my life except my car insurance
Bullet proof vest, my sense stress
Nothin' positive about me, except my piss
I grew up in a house full of empty
While other kids was at gettin' 20 nuggets
& I'm known all the ghetto's
Boy you think the fuckin' law, so pawn my huelo's
My chrome spits & I know to hoe clicks
Nate at the dancin' with a glow sticks.

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

[Pain chorus:]

1: Pain & Carolyn]
Carolyn.
Carolyn: Yeah
Pain: Uhm ... Los said he didn't want a at the end of the song.
Carolyn: Oh. You mean one at the end of the
Pain: Yeah, everybody's done their rap that's the whole Dope House Family.
Carolyn: What you mean everybody? What mine?
Pain: Girl you know how to rap.
Jaime, you got me fucked-up!
Pain: Okay... I'll let you try, but if Los like 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 House I die
With my in the studio, chillin' gettin' high
Rollin' up sweets, breakin' beats
on skurrup & it slur my speech
Comin' out the H, they bake cakes
I ain't talkin' 'bout the kind that your makes
I need a little space, is the place
Ya tu sabes homes, I'm a represent my
New to the scene, but not to the
purple skun & is fuckin' with my brain
Tryin' to stack change, up to the
Lookin' out the window neighborhood killin'.
will they chill? I don't really know
Keepin' my on a 6 double O
Rims dripped in chrome & Benz in paint
Just can't stop a car with no brakes.
Okay!

Man you wrecked.
Carolyn: I you fool.