Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Line

SHUTDAFUKUP!
Time for da Juice to go insane
Time for da Juice Mane to go
Time for da Juice Mane to go
Time for da Juice Mane to go
Time for da Juice to go insane

1]
Phone jumpin', jumpin' a hotline
They say they runnin', tell them niggas lyin'
They say they for me, might as well stop tryin'
Styrofoam full of red, sign
out, loced out, nigga I'm flyin'
I been so high, I be cool with not down
Couple mil', tryna see that a hundred times
You had chances, fuck that shit up a hundred times
side, all you hear about is homicide
Get inside, or be of a drive-by
Stash spot, police raid it five
I made it out, feel like I got lives
I was pimpin', felt like I had nine
Fuck all them hoes, I fucked 'em all times
I up, now the game all mine
No false flaggin', nigga I got mob

You know man, everyone be like, yo, yo, yo, man
When you gon' bring Six Mafia back
When y'all gon' get together
Man, me and still talk, man
We gon' it out, Imma tell you bout my city

2]
Memphis niggas walk up to your house, knock on door and blow yo' ass off
Rob you for yo' new shit 'fore you snatch the tag off
Young niggas get money, pop the Rover at the trap
I just hit my like I'm 'bout to drop a bag off
You ain't survivin' my city, choppers revolvers and
Don't no reason to kill you, you gotta mind your own business
My city groomin' them killers, felony weapon,
You know I run them dealers
I see more zombies Thriller
Where the land, where the at
Where the servers, where the bottles at?
All the bad bitches flock where the at
They tryna follow my wave like a shark
I got my on winter, joint longer then goddamn car antenna
in the car for a chance to take her home, I get face and all
So she get out my lap, I'm off

a nigga!
Nasty nigga! (Nigga, nigga, nigga)