Luyện nghe bài hát I-10 Baby

(Dubba-AA flexin')
(Mm, on the track)
(David 'Em)

Nigga playin' 'round that dope, we send him straight through and fell
I go up in the North, I'm on the block causing hell
I my dude lock down that corner, don't give a fuck 'bout no 12
'Cause once them bitches us up, soon as we touch, we jump bail (This is the sound)
And this the strap, soon as I came back, tryna take what's mine
give a fuck 'bout where you from, you tote that flag, you a slime
I'm smokin' pine, I'm totin' iron, it's every time that I'm slidin'
I spent my last to calm my nerves, this bitch play with my mind
I ain't got no time just for the 'cause my big bro doin' time
Bitch throw four suits up on the and I can flow you a rhyme
I come through swervin', dirty with them sticks in the ride
Plus I'm servin' some shit you could cut 'bout or three times
I my lick the first time, now watch I jump on a slab
I'ma get a bitch as a bitch to drive a book and a half
She a sixty, smelled the shit up, went to coughin', I laughed
He said this shit already must be hit, so it ain't take no bath
Get it by me, try to stop me, pop you, knock on off
I quarantinin' for a reason, we ain't closin' no stores
I'm still screamin', "Killer season," zippin' 'bout my bros
We got these hoes doin' wrong, they a right, that's the code
Up with the scope, so I chill, you send a shot, I cause hell
I chase that money like I'm Dezz, we drop that on Canell
And I how to make it hard since Koda taught me at twelve
With Von from Roosevelt to Maryland, we over the cells
This is music to level, cold-blooded fuckin' stepper
How much that you made now? I say 20 M's or
So I got money for to fuck up, rap gon' pay or
Or we gon' rob your stupid ass out you try to sell us
Hit it, I go zydeco, ridin' 'round that four pound
You can't use no screwdriver, know a hammer get it down
They slumped that boy right at the store, I it wasn't no showdown
We at you and who because we aim to let a ho down
Do a verse and get it back, I couldn't a loss, huh
But bitch, you play mine, your shit get splatt, we take one off, huh
ever have no bitch, turned to a dog, huh, dog, huh
Drop a bag, I serve 'em raw, then knock 'em all (All down)

Pussy ass nigga, haha,
on birthday, nigga, what you talkin' 'bout? Got the camera on me now, bitch ass nigga
But I got somethin' flash you way worser
Ol' bitch ass nigga, I'll dirt him, you me?
You already know how I get down, you already how I'm bomin'
Everything gon' with a beef, bitch ass nigga, Blood or no gang
You'll be in, be in
Ayy, what he say? be in or you'll be out, what that bitch ass nigga say?
You'll be in, and on Dump
Yeah, bitch ass nigga, you'll get slumped on this side, believe
Yeah, what you on,
Rapper gon' give it and that's a fact