Luyện nghe bài hát Houston

[Verse 1 Thug]
tatted on my arm, got Houston on my back
Cause I love the I'm from, hands up if you feel that
I ball hard like a Texan, Sunday catch me wreckin
?, code name Foster because you cant him
And they catch them like Dre do
Ball like I play too, run that back like Jay do
Better come when we play you
We came to win, cant take a
shit bout that H South,
Team strong well break em off, lay em down then em out
Car roof like Reliant, the suns out I drop the top
H-Town we shinin, red and blue in that lot
See you in the playoffs, bet you this year we on top
And if you from that H like me, you already what Im talkin bout

Im from Houston, Texas home of the [x3]
Texas Tatted on my arm, Houston on my
Im from Houston, Texas of the Texans [x3]
Texas Tatted on my arm, on my back

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Im from HOU TEX, non-believers get put to the death
Then hard times, we get put to the test, but dedication turn the last to the
Stop complainin a little bit less and start to quest on the road to success
We got now and we got next, say it loud with some bass in chest
Haters hate but now they on jock like Joseph and Quin the corners on
I come through the line like Brian Cushing and then I cant be blocked JJ Watt
Now we on top, no more middle, like Super Mario I'm a hitter
Cant be stopped, dont be bitter, never give up cause Im a go
In the groupie and I through you, she like Toro and the whole crew
In battle red or liberty out, I might come out in the deep steel blue
I thought knew, dont be surprised, tell them boys about Texans pride
We ride for each other when we on the otherside and if you aint down dont step

[Verse 3
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If you aint from Texas, you didnt get the
Let me give you boys a quick then
I swore to God to be fresh to death, I die so time to get fresh again
You know the H what Im in and its like 35% Mexican
And so ironic (why?)
Every cup is like 35% and 65% medicine
Plenty ? for specimens
A million fine and bad yelas and thats 22% lesbian
And in my zone what you in, then I bet my fist is gone check a chin
Cause trill in Bun, and that trill is Pimp, and that trill is somethin yall never been
Hit your woman and let her in to my vehicle I never tint
That brain got to be baby, no artificial intelligence
Im runnin in it like Andre, if yall aint Houston I aint convinced
Cause y'all in our city once and been rappin like you are ever since