Luyện nghe bài hát Garza West

[Verse 1:
the hood and I stood on them Houston streets
We stick together like links
I had a nine on my waist, I straddle
four at the crib with the ivory handle
I'm the rocker, Crocker
cookies and cakes
B-12 to blow it up, as my coke
I'm a swang'a, Gucci on my
brought my cousin on the ranch a Ford Wrangler
I like to ride horses like Mustangs and
Pain is my producer, leader of the dark
Striking like matches, dropping ashes
I only buy dances, if paying college classes

I'm wreckin' for my G's in West
I'm for my G's in Garza East
I'm for my G's in T.D.C
As I in this penitentiary

I'm wreckin' for my G's in Garza
I'm wreckin' for my G's in East
I'm for my G's in T.D.C
As I ball in this

[Verse 2: Juan
Mi won't listen, keeps comin' up missing
Feliz navidad aqui en transfer prison
No visits, no kisses, no of the bitches
No mas on T.V, magazine, and in
I work on the hoes, Living C-dorm
Life a fo-five got me this job
Mix bread my foo's, Ese, Locos, and Tontos
Everyday tensions, fights for the
regulation, dropping Cantones
Bosses talk shit, cause I on my sobre
Traded my bread dessert over juice
Fight a pro, bullshit! ain't no food
As a foo on the cool, parole set me off
Four years for sho' no release date
You vatos don't feel me, you in the free
As I ball through penitentiary

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[Verse 3:
Sweet rollin', pockets still swollen
Might meet a bitch and take her fine ass
Money of the colon, Benz ain't
Might watch Tiger Woods at the Houston
And I got hoes, even one that's
more white balls than the Nolan Ryan
Nine the silence, might turn to violence
This for all my toting crack smoking clients
And my grass is greener, South Park Beaner
Puttin' to a real famous R&B singer
Blowing a tuba, wet like a scuba
coated Cougar, I'm a balla and hoop'a
Hater break'a , bloody shirt stain'a
Jumping on my diving board, to do a gain'a
Blades on my Benz, tons of friends
Spray my seats with the cherry fragrance

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