Luyện nghe bài hát Hillwood Hustlaz

You
See us
We run


Of

verse:

I'll take my gun and you run
'cause it don't make me none
through the hood, dope I could
Deliver my life the best I
hood, youngest crook
Here they come now watch y'all
Go by the book, I shook
It's that dance with wolves
Swimmin' pools, we fools
and them ruby jewels
Makin' moves, gator
last week I made the news
They accused but I lose
Mama's happy, cool
about you? what do you do?
If you young, in school
We true, dopehouse crew
yabba dabba doo
Jam this crew, we new
up this plan I drew
Sp-mex jet
Countin' dollars and cents
Kick your door down and have you tryin' to jump your own

Second

You haters ain't no friend of
Boys don't wanna let me
That's all fine, in mind
Bust a rhyme, like a
How many do I have to tell ya?
All my life I've been called a
my friends in the pen
Are you these letters I mailed ya?
Rock and roll,
Then go eat at poppa
So many in the club
Pull my and buy them all a rose
Eighty-four, the goes
On that boy carlos
Sippin' fours, dro
But never put up my nose
froze, casket closed
Nightmares of the life I
Try my and overdose
up my killer flow
Freestyle pro, style:
Silky socks and matchin'
Mama told me life was like ballet, you gotta stay on toes
Crackin' jokes, a spoke
Silly question, do I
Breakfast? milk and oats
Eighty thousand dollar
Better not puff, better not
Spm is in your
El coyote in el mote, a.k. senor charlie

Third

The
Look we buried him
In the hole, right to the librarian
I in, to the very end
Have your kids askin', daddy, who are those men?
Make a bitch, wanna be my fuckin' wife
She me this the biggest tip I ever got in my life
Nothin' can save us, starched, ben davis
Sellin' dope, to my coked out
First trip and let my clip get to rippin'
Blood drippin' out his shit, to run, but he limpin'
I come the slums, survived on crumbs
I like a man, and i'ma die like one