Luyện nghe bài hát Hillwood Hustlaz Ii

You
See us
We run


Of

First

I'll take my gun and you run
'cause it don't make me none
through the hood, dope I could
Deliver my the best I could
Robin hood, youngest
Here come now watch y'all look
Go by the book, charge I
It's that mexican dance with
pools, we some fools
Diamonds and them jewels
Makin' moves, shoes
Just week I made the news
They accused but I won't
happy, daddy's cool
What about you? do you do?
If you young, in school
We stay true, dopehouse
Smokin' dabba doo
Jam this crew, we new
up this plan I drew
Sp-mex jet
Countin' dollars and cents
Kick your door down and you tryin' to jump your own fence

Second

You haters ain't no of mine
Boys wanna let me shine
all fine, take in mind
Bust a rhyme, like a
How many do I have to tell ya?
All my I've been called a failure
my friends in the pen
"are you gettin' letters I mailed ya? "
and roll, opthimals
Then go eat at poppa
So hoes in the club
my cash and buy them all a rose
Eighty-four, the goes
On about that boy
fours, hittin' dro
But never put nothin' up my
Body froze, closed
Nightmares of the I chose
Try my dope and
up my killer flow
Freestyle pro, girbauds
Silky socks and matchin'
Mama me life was like ballet, you gotta stay on your toes
jokes, spin a spoke
Silly question, do I
 milk and quaker oats
Eighty dollar boat
Better not puff, better not
Spm is in your
El coyote in el mote, a.k. senor charlie

Third

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