Luyện nghe bài hát Miami Shit

Mr. 3, yeah, 0, yeah, 5

Hop in the bucket and ass
Fuck 'em, hop in the and haul ass
Fuck 'em, hop in the and haul ass
Fuck 'em, hop in the bucket and ass

to them boys on their way to Tennessee
Listenin' to M.J.G, breakin' dem birds and
Be careful with ki's, don't hesitate to squeeze
Watch out for them Feds they hate y'all

Bank accounts overseas, them Feds come for me
All they find is CD's, no weight, dog
But wait, dog 'coz Pit is back, bigger, badder,
alright, you can hate, dog

But be surprised if a chico do you like Nicholas Cage
And blow your 'Face Off'
Who the fuck face off?
'Coz I'm and ready to cock, aim and bang

Show the world what it to be born and raised
In the of the K's, that's the County of Dade
Well, they used to shoot phase, now they shoot AK's
So if they kick in door, I suggest you do what they say

These are the facts of life minus them bitches
don't rap no more, all they do is snitchin'
I from no pot to piss in
To gettin' taught how to whip up a pot in the kitchen,

Cook, cook, whip, whip, chop, chop, oh
Hear the shots, look, stop, drop, roll
Hit the block, tell them stop, cock, go
Used to be my life but not no

Fuck 'em, hop in the bucket and ass
Fuck 'em, hop in the bucket and ass
'em, hop in the bucket and haul ass
Fuck 'em, hop in the bucket and ass

Take my banana clip to a click
Now that's some Miami
Give me your big old shit with a ton of
Now that's Miami shit

on 22's, 24's, 26
Now that's some shit
That's right, that's what, that's right, that's
That's right, I'm from Miami,

I eat, sleep, shit, rap
See 745 LI, yeah, I bought that
never thought but I thought that
Give 'em a brick, soda and a peaka and it's brought back

Pyrex to be exact, I it back
How you want it, from the or the microwave?
How you it, high yellow or light brown
Or feel that Method Man, I got 'em with they pipes out

Let's ride, I reminisce on them days
When they used to jack tourists in Dade
That's how JT Money got his
Miami, all it is tons of cocaine

This is we grew up and learned to do
These teach you 'bout a bird or two
Keep actin' like these boys murder you
Now the sun ain't the only thing burnin' you

where the bitches go two ways
Niggas love gun and a triangle equals a one way
If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout you from Dade
If you don't then welcome to I've been raised

Welcome to rappin' raised the
Welcome to rappin' Magic City
Welcome to raised 305, county of Dade
ride

Hop in the and haul ass
on the gas, step on the gas
Fuck 'em, hop in the bucket and ass
on the gas, step on the gas

Take my banana clip to a click
Now some Miami shit
Give me your big old shit with a ton of
Now some Miami shit

on 22's, 24's, 26
Now that's some Miami
That's right, that's what, that's right, what
That's right, I'm from Miami,