Luyện nghe bài hát It's On Da Map

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on da map (uh huh, yeah!)

Verse 1:

Been and dirty from the start
Bitch I damn hard
Kept it treal, locked our grills, away from them buster's
Hidey hi, ho, listen nigga this here how it go
C-4 to ya door, blow yo block off
Thoroughbred, bitch, ho, nigga, lock up
A-t-l-a-n-t-a, G-A that's where I stay
Haps and hurl ya gats, listen boy ya map
Hydro, I blow all day
When I die Lord please let me be high and up
A blunt off in my and some yak off in my cup
Chin checking, wig splitter, with a tank off in my
Fuck the talking, it out, cock ya pistol let's dance
Its IV Life and this ya Colonel, Mr. D-r-a-m-a
Godby Road is ya from and that's located in the A
But ya won'ts ta ask, then I got to let 'cha know
I Atlanta, Georgia, please believe that's on the blow

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on da map (uh huh, yeah!)

Verse 2: Pastor

I slugs, please do not play with me
I you gone see a place that you gone hate to be
I stand there patiently, I start cranking up
This in my cup
Tell them fucking up
I from way back, it's Bankhead ho
A Avenue, 1342
While you at home with boo, I'm on the ho
I come Georgia ho
thought I'd let y'all know
I puff upon my dro', the best I had
Please do not make me mad, all the ackin bad
Boy I swear I got some long as ding-a-ling
And I only killing you I'm killing everything
So bling if ya wanna, I'm cut off jeans and a tee
I'm like a flag for D.S.G.B.
Ain't nothing so you ol' me for this ass spankin'
Where the muthafuckers from thinking

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on da map (uh huh, yeah!)

Verse 3:

There the police, knocking on my do'
With the GBI, I was over the Georgia line
I a homicide
Running for my life this year it's I'm bout to get mine
Started the scrip, on the grind, all the time
Now it's tragedy, cause everybody what's happening
got me up at the post office, they after me
Can't me
I'm a young gun, a
Go blow for
I'm a of a nigga, they already know
I know they'll try that's why I got my vest my chest
And I'm dressed in boy
And that's the take care of the rest
I'm feeling distressed, I know I but do I would
Muthafucker to buck, that's why I had to do it
I could've blew it, I did it style
He was on his knees and his hands on the bathroom tile
I stayed awhile, and filled the house of
go through hell fucking with this Georgia resident

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on the map (uh huh, yeah!)

(Pastor Troy)

They bout to see a bath, A blood bath