Luyện nghe bài hát Home of the Brave - Slimm Calhoun

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Its going all the way
Records, Killer Mike, Slimm Calhoun
Just because your a Braves' jersey
doesn't mean we on the same team you playin' on
and Dre on the track, run it
[Verse 1: Killer
last heard I'm still Randy Moss
and I still a beat runnin' when its tossed
and often light green my ass to coffin
Cut the bull in on sloughths(?) and
cut the bull then I'm seven duece Impala dance
Ambidexterious juggle girls and they friendly fifty friends
hit Jamacia rollin' turning up spotta benz
City corners been in a duece double O three Benz
I'm on those dubs twins
I'm the city where kiddies ride on dope rims
It's where snap shot and they ain't takin' pictures mista
I'm well to hit ya', same birthday as Hitler
getcha
[Chorus: 2X]
Hey we rep A
A T L A N T A of G A
G A G A of the brave
home of the G A G A
home of the
[Verse 2: Killer
I got a Tahoe, and a
she work out fit Taebo
Get my findy(?) Air Ones
shit I'm so old
Last one to Louie Fitoine skins on my
Gettin' in a limo, that's my M.O.
Roll next presidential, get a to your temple
I'll let it faint, leave your brain lingering in
Southern fried that's how I ride, creed on
Kill 'em all let God good from evil
You do it for glory
just do it for my people
I'm grand national built and legal

[Verse 3: Slimm
A town down started cap from the land of the made
no hard atrap after depts of the dungeon
We livin' artifacts where rip chickens
talk bricks, keep an strapped
throwers got us hot in the spot
wreckin these dog tails through red dog
It's all hell, block cells
make bail and it's back to these crooks and cakes at next cell
you know about the way the whales
kiss it your scaled
I'm 'bout to hit by the box of tens through the
then reply beaten sickness spinnin' on twenty-ones
We produce guns, we spittin' at anyones
Disrespect (?) bows
and I'll cock and up
me to the grave, grave, home of the brave

[Killer
So slums, so sligh, nigga (i'm) straight
you can ask my baby's mother tell you niggaz shit
He the type to a bitch
rob that baby brother
Calhoun]
And I'm the type to rip ya bitch leave the up under your covers
(?) from sin
New recrutes we in it
rap so hard we again
walkin' dubs on the
[Killer
One, two, fiend
on boys street jeans
Four full blown hit the
five like (?)
Like a thick hoe in jeans
rub her right she'll
Fuck her right moan and
kill out on (?)
[Slimm
Swervin', servin', the buttons
5 5 9 truck somethin'
Two glock nines round
round my hip ain't jumpin'
my bitch dunkin' somethin'
be outlawed bangin' 'em for bustin'
[Chorus] - repeat to