Luyện nghe bài hát No Love

Welcome to Houston, the bottom of the
If you ain't from here
You might not it out
I done seen it all, balled then fall
One day the mall
day lost it all
Don't let the fool you
Keep the tool by
These jackals will play cool then hit you with the five
Don't let dick riders confuse you, we soft
You gon' know, when the real niggas out

Homestead, Greenspoint, Fifth, Boyd, home
I was coming up, that's the streets I roamed
Old school with a set, paint whip
Back when if role slipped you had to have respect
on the streets for a long time
Never changed, from the to the top
Why you me?
Never stop, I always on grind
And you can do the same if you
yo' time, huh

Welcome to my city ain't no love,
Just automatic and plenty drugs, nigga
You might not even make it out the club,
When they get it poppin', you duck, nigga
Welcome to my city, no love, nigga
Drive here and to go home on the bus, nigga
Don't be on this gas shit looking for love,
These bitches want money,
they dont fuck, nigga

Know them remain violent
Everyday we sliding, controlling and
Yeah, on them phones acting like we had shit
All up on your card,
Grimy dirty dirt,
You spent the same shit you did for that ho
Have you ever seen a thousand dollar leg before?
Pert that before?
let me tell you about it
Welcome to the homeless crew, H town everybody

no fakes homey, this is no flex zone
Them country niggas starving, eat a hole
your neck
You best have your tour guide ya'
He best be on point, a bullseye, nigga
Little J don't never let a nigga play
We from the so it's cut throat anyway
Shit, all I ever was a cup of straight
You add a grams, I'll take a couple lanes, right

You can it what you want
here we call it life, some make it, most don't
But in the words of my OG
You gonna respect someone round here, talk
So niggas...

Welcome to my ain't no love, nigga
automatic weapons and plenty drugs, nigga
You might not even it out the club, nigga
they get it poppin', you better duck, nigga
Welcome to my city, ain't no love,
here and have to go home on the bus, nigga
Don't be on this gas shit for love, nigga
These want your money,
they dont fuck, nigga

Ho city, mother fucker, that's I'm from
Look me in the eyes, niggas talk shit
and get in they tongue
When go off we walk away, we too cool to run
week them Ho heads be like:
Look what that fools damn done

mean them done shot up the block again
There was zero
I don't pussy, i put on all three rubbers before I go in
It's superbowl, you know these ho's hit a leak
And rap and rock niggas will your ass
tryna get a brick, let it down
I'm tell you, don't be parking on the back streets
Even though they me they might still try to jack me
So I don't one weapon, I gotta pack three
Even HPD might catch you slipping, Bro that deep
You can still the drank man and get some codeine
But call the wrong one and get a bottle of no deine

Welcome to Houston, my
Where you can have a good time or you can die, (Eh)

Welcome to my city ain't no love,
Just automatic and plenty drugs, nigga
You not even make it out the club, nigga
When they get it poppin', you better duck,
Welcome to my city, ain't no love,
Drive and have to go home on the bus, nigga
Don't be on this gas shit looking for love,
These bitches your money,
they wanna fuck, nigga