Luyện nghe bài hát No Love

Welcome to Houston, the bottom of the
If you ain't round 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 hype you
the tool close by
These will play cool then hit you with the four five
Don't let dick riders confuse you, thinking we
You gon' know, when the street niggas out

Homestead, Greenspoint, Fifth, Boyd, home
When I was coming up, the streets I roamed
Old with a glass set, paint whip
Back when if your slipped you had to have respect
Been on the streets for a time
changed, from the bottom to the top
Why you me?
Never stop, I always stayed on
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 get it poppin', you better duck, nigga
to my city, ain't no love, nigga
Drive here and have to go on the bus, nigga
Don't be on this gas shit for love, nigga
These bitches your money,
dont wanna fuck, nigga

Know them ho's remain
Everyday we sliding, controlling and
Yeah, on them phones like we never had shit
All up on your card,
Grimy dirt, nigga
You spent the shit you did for that foreign ho
you ever seen a hundred thousand dollar leg before?
Pert that before?
let me tell you about it
Welcome to the homeless crew, H town verse

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

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

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

Ho city, mother fucker, where I'm from
Look me in the eyes, niggas talk that
and get shot in tongue
When guns go off we walk away, we too to run
Every week them Ho heads be
Look what damn fools damn done

They mean them done shot up the again
was zero near
I trust 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 kill ass
they get a brick, let it down
I'm tell you, don't be parking on the back streets
though they know 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 it's that
You can still call the drank man and get codeine
But call the wrong one and get a bottle of no deine

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

Welcome to my ain't no love, nigga
Just automatic weapons and plenty drugs,
You might not make it out the club, nigga
they get it poppin', you better duck, nigga
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,
bitches want your money,
they dont wanna fuck,