Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Line

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

1]
Phone jumpin', jumpin' a hotline
They say they runnin', tell niggas stop lyin'
They say they comin' for me, as well stop tryin'
full of red, stop sign
Smoked out, loced out, I'm flyin'
I been so high, I be cool with not comin'
mil', tryna see that shit a hundred times
You had chances, fuck that up like a hundred times
North side, all you hear 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 I had nine wives
Fuck all them hoes, I fucked 'em all nine
I turn't up, now the all mine
No false flaggin', I got mob ties

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

2]
Memphis niggas walk up to your house, knock on your door and yo' ass off
Rob you for yo' new shit you even snatch the tag off
Young niggas get money, pop the Rover at the house
I hit my jeweler like I'm 'bout to drop a bag off
You ain't my city, choppers revolvers and semis
need 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
the land, where the dollars at
Where the servers, where the bottles at?
All the bad flock where the ballers at
They tryna follow my like a shark attack
I got my wrist on winter, joint longer then 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)