Luyện nghe bài hát Houston

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

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

[Verse 2 Paul
Im that HOU TEX, non-believers get put to the death
hard times, we get put to the test, but dedication turn the last to the best
Stop complainin just a little bit less and start to 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 on lock
I come the line like Brian Cushing and then I cant be blocked like JJ Watt
Now we on top, no middle, like Super Mario I'm a hard hitter
Cant be stopped, dont be bitter, never give up Im a go getter
In the groupie and I wade through you, she like Toro and the crew
In battle red or liberty white out, I come out in the deep steel blue
I thought boys knew, dont be surprised, tell them about Texans pride
We for each other when we on the otherside and if you aint down dont step aside

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