Luyện nghe bài hát Guttaville

Guttaville, niggas pop pop, get killed down in
Guttaville, hustle hard or broke down in
Guttaville, for a for society
Guttaville, I wish the would try me

1~
Im riding low walls on the caddy steel
Im as the rocks all the way to Lattyville
Not far from figures stop ask him how yah feel
Clean cut ? keep the head nappy
Guttaville, yeah we broke out
Peel the road like when u smoked out there
Imagine the stunt some place where niggas left you
they tried to test you, you made them all respect you
See, thats where my people come from
The grind, the audience the and beans come from
We done walked through the stormy weather sleep my gun
Theres a lot of math i dont teach to my son
The of rocks, the stove and the beaker be one
See the simple mind will have to pay a hard price
Where im from its cold, we the heater at night
jay aint the only one that had to live the knocked life, we from...
to the hook)

2~
You can die on the corna come up off a
Place an order, have over easy some water
You can get you need
40 and weed, coca leaves cook in the kitchen, kids play in the streets
15 with heat buckles stuck on they knees
Could we disrespect jump and you niggas bleed
Money, and burnas, cars beef and the murdas
Tryin tah for em juss say fuck em we dirty
Get jacked for your
Get that ass for your rims
dice broad daylight up on kakies and timbs
At the club niggas 16 deep in the
Niggas talkin shit they aint strapped, as fuck
go to the 51 you would see wat i mean
You aint gotta be an actor to get cut from the
The roads'll spot him he here for the whole of him
He don't care he only
He will ran on your block We from...
(hook)

3~
Either or be killed
You can fake or be real, turn somebody's meal(chyea!)
My whole is 8 steel
We live off of "Lets make deals with that take pills"
No we stay real eat off your meal
Fat but posted on god for wantin meal
God, my hood's ill 'em
Workin 9 to 5 but wont pay 'em
The Lord treat my niggas roaches they tryna spray 'em
The be hallin ten fo, they OK 'em
to the future they tryna back to the day
us
The Devil never played for Oakland we still
Only God can us
(hook)