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

[Juan Verse 1]
Razaville Houston to McAllen
Deep in San Anto, screw y Valles
throughout Dallas, Boritos & Corpus
Odessa, Laredo, the in Austin
Texas made Mexicans north of the
Land of the free, smokin' with my Gordo.
Muthafuckers laid in yo' Cadillac
Let me jump in this shit like to back
Stay for life, roll down south
For the wreckshop, for the hometown
My is that Go-Hard-Mexican
Flowin' through your like medicine.
be down? On the H-Town
Real fight for the rebound
B-Town to G-Town
Creep around G'd out
see how you can dawg me out
Make me out, me out
Deep south, my got more slack
Than 88 cowboys on horse back.
Top that! The Mexicans all
like a snake & attack like a bobcat.

[Baby Bash: 2]
Hoe ass niggas, there nothin' worse
They do it for panurch, but I do it for the
& I'm still on the search, sometimes I go to
7 deuce old school Cadillac with the
& I speak for on the couch & the flo'
Cause a Mexican like my self is out for the
But you know, if you got big pelota's
Anybody now a days, be the chota's
A young Baby Beesh, he don't fuck with
& he'll beat the dop shit out your & niece
If ever get the snitchin' yellin' tellin' & singin'
I'm a call the squad & some heads gon' be ringin'
I'm Dope House stout, fuck a set up & no hear
It's real talk, breath, make it clear hoe!

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

Park Mexican: Verse 3]
Money & the power, on the Prowler
Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all it
Kill'a out the Hill'a, crawl caterpillar
Pour a .44 up in my grapes as for
This for my 45 stainless
yo' set up, let me see your sign language
Sell a rock, steal a laptop
Jack for a key & sell bitch for half off
with my comrades
Buddy & we all blast, bought Lac's
Everybody got stacks, some of us Black's
Some
Tap tap Too $hort, even chop New
If it ain't screwed up, I don't wanna it
Lac on pancake, while I'm up the syrup
In the pen-agena, Hillwood
Home of the rock, a broken antenna.
Muthafucker.

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

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

[Lucky Luciano: 5]
to wreck it. Huh?
Look up in the sky. Is it a bird or a
Naw is arrived here to save the damn day
Flyer than a pelican, off medicine
Johnny pay checks slash player Mexican
my introduction, now let me start stuntin'
Blue & yellow on teeth, baby I'm bubblin'
Up like crack, strike back
Wreckin' all 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, a big Lac'a
Watchin' Andy in my den on big plasma
Addicted to Henne & strip club shit
Tell hoes of the jump I'm a pimp you dumb bitch!
to wreck & get a check
Turn up deck, this dope
We up & priced up & crawlin' in Benzo's.

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

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

[Rasheed: 7]
to South Park met him at Hillwood
Graduate 88, we still hood.
me in the Hustle Town?
I let the Mary Go Round put the hustle
"If yous' a Jane
Throw your hands in the air" on track SPM is the producer
standin' 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
number 1 soldado
Puffin' on an
With my up on the throttle
& a bottle of the Bourbon 'cause I in the low-low
Solo' fo' sho' gettin' more dough
is for dreamers on the block like block
Throw your hood up, throw your up
Let it drop!

Verse 8]
Cadillac driver, up & the slab maine
Cousin, man is but supreme in my gas tank
Tippin' on the fast lane, chuggin' on some top
Grindin' shinnin' blindin' like a light
on them cops like Cuttie that's Graimmie
Yeah they might want us, but they get behind me
Now I'm doin' 90, all gas no
Fuckin' with boy, get your punk ass hoe faced
Drop you like a dope case, faster a pony kick
Nigga beat your feet, kick some rocks that homey shit
Most the we loadin' clips
we holdin' chips
Hittin' scores, doors
Pimpin' whores, whips
So we dip stun & we slide to them tapes
in the waist line, money in the suit case
Drop it in a cool
gravity
This is for streets 'cause my is my family.

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

Verse 9]
You can me Mr. Break-a- Brick, take a trip
Tape a thousand grams to the bumper, Man & make it
I'm an veteran, pedal to the max
I see the federal for my stash, my on my lap
I'm a street hustler, 20, 000 miles just this summer
Ever the 1st day of June, nappin' on a cama
Got that glow, once I throw it in the pot
Is right back I promise, dawg I'm blowin' up the spot
Listen, it's me I got a million dollar corner
Fed's tap my house & they still out of order
I'm the son of a preacher man, mama I'm thuggin'
& I should of been a chef the way I cook crack up your met
Teachers taught us Just say no. I had to hustle
that I stayed broke, didn't want to struggle so
Buy half & 8 ball, hit the block
Thought the world was mine I saw the cops comin'
& too late.

[Low-G: 10]
My homey died & the cops it drug related
I was standin' right there when his fainted
& I felt trapped, cause I know I choose fate
I grabbed my nina & that bitch lose weight
Since 88 with a nick in my tube
I a G since you was tryin' 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 jefa stress
Nothin' positive about me, 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 & I know to chase hoe clicks
Nate at the dancin' with a glow sticks.

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

[Pain chorus:]

1: Pain & Carolyn]
Carolyn.
Carolyn: what?
Pain: Uhm ... Los said he didn't a hook at the end of the song.
Carolyn: Oh. You 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 don't 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 me when 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
Sippin' on & it slur my speech
Comin' out the H, where they bake
I ain't 'bout the kind that your mama makes
I a little space, Texas is the place
Ya tu sabes homes, I'm a represent my
New to the scene, but not to the
Blowin' purple skun & is with my brain
to stack change, up to the ceilin'
Lookin' out the window another killin'.
When will chill? I don't really know
Keepin' my on a 6 double O
Rims in chrome & Benz dripped in paint
Just can't stop a car with no brakes.
Okay!

Man you wrecked.
Carolyn: I you fool.