Luyện nghe bài hát No Love

Welcome to Houston, the of the South
If you ain't from round
You not make it out
I done it all, plenty balled then fall
One day the mall
day lost it all
Don't let the hype you
Keep the tool by
These will play cool then hit you with the four five
let dick riders confuse you, thinking we soft
You gon' know, the real street niggas out

Homestead, Greenspoint, Fifth, Boyd, home
When I was coming up, that's the streets I
Old with a glass set, paint whip
Back if your role slipped you had to have respect
on the streets for a long time
Never changed, the bottom to the top
Why you me?
Never stop, I always stayed on
And you can do the if you just
yo' time, huh

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

Know ho's remain violent
we sliding, controlling and profiling
Yeah, on them phones acting like we never had
All up on card, nigga
dirty dirt, nigga
You spent the same shit you did for foreign ho
Have you ever seen a thousand dollar leg before?
Pert like before?
Well let me you about it
to the homeless crew, H town verse everybody

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

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

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

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

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

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

Welcome to my city no love, nigga
Just automatic and plenty drugs, nigga
You might not even make it out the club,
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 looking for love, nigga
bitches want your money,
they dont wanna fuck,