Luyện nghe bài hát Hillside

Thus of news right now surveillance cameras
Captured a attack at a store in Vallejo

Ridin through the turf, on
You I stay strapped, with a magazine
Put it to face, like a magazine
I stay on the case, I'm from Magazine
Nigga I'm from
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E
I'm from Hillside
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E

1:]
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E
M.A.G.A.Z.I.N.E. Vallejo, my city
No pity, for a sucka be no sissy
Motherfuckers smoke like a hippy, get tipsy, like Wine-O's, stay whisky
Country ass city with honey rifles bring the ruckus
Beverly Hillbillies big old corn-fed
What'cha mean my nigga, got narcotic in the world for sale
I ain't Wayne Brady but let's a deal
Like Drew Carey, the price is right
I got pills, trees and that white white
The Hillside, have money have
like the Watts column we got the kidney walk
That's the hood landmark John Davidson Park
Cutlass Oldsmobile thangs and larks
Posted with thumps ginormous guns
Me and my my brothers and my cousins

2:]
Uhh!
When I was a cope a lion though a young cat baby buffler
Money and born in the struggle, turf wars not tug-a-war
Shootouts, high speeds, on top of the roof and
On the side of the house cages, rifles and 223's
Back then it used to be pagers not and 4G
I was seventeen me and my crew went half on a key
Now I'm making more in a day and my making a week
Jewelry, clothes, new on my feet
Having my hella slap a laffish trunk full of prop
Roofers, and horns, doing they fuckin job
Getting em up thrown em, bobbing and beastin'
Nickeling up OG's in the middle of the street in
Earning my strips and medal no process Zurich-est
in the summer, even when it ain't cold
I throw my H in the sky, I go makes you wide
If they ask you I'm from, tell em Hillside

3:]
Alhambra, Beverly Drive, La
Earl Street, Carmel, Didion Court,
Hollywood Ave, Volute, Magazine Street
Half of my yolkin, punching the gas smokin'
... parking my car in the grass good
Sitting on top of the hood be and serving knocks pushing bags, giving them love juh
24 hour and grittin everyday all day
7-11 turf for even a lil up in the microwave
Hillside for life, always been about my
up to Alick, Rick Young, Too-Shay, Ju Ju and OG Nitch
Jon Jon and Craig, Victor, Cook and Tyrone and em
Miss and Loney Smurf, Jimmy Blackman and all of them
See the spot right here, used to be Mr. Jimmy's
Why give a Wine-O a dollar to buy a for me?
Around the corner from the and Mickey D
You 'lible to find me at the Bowling alley
BEATCH!