Luyện nghe bài hát No Love

Welcome to Houston, the bottom of the
If you ain't from round
You not make it out
I done seen it all, plenty balled fall
One day the mall
next day it all
let the hype fool you
Keep the close by
These jackals will play cool then hit you the four five
Don't let dick confuse you, thinking we soft
You gon' know, when the street niggas out

Homestead, Greenspoint, Fifth, Boyd, Acres
When I was up, that's 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 long
changed, from the bottom 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 ain't no love, nigga
Just automatic and plenty drugs, nigga
You might not even it out the club, nigga
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 gas shit looking for love, nigga
These bitches want money,
they wanna fuck, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

They 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 ho's tryna hit a leak
And rap and rock niggas will kill ass
tryna get a brick, let it down
I'm tryna tell you, be parking on the back streets
Even though they know me they might try to jack me
So I carry one weapon, I gotta pack three
Even HPD might you slipping, Bro it's that deep
You can still call the drank man and get codeine
But call the wrong one and get a full of no deine

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

to my city ain't no love, nigga
Just weapons and plenty drugs, nigga
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 here and have to go on the bus, nigga
Don't be on this gas shit looking for love,
These bitches your money,
they dont fuck, nigga