Luyện nghe bài hát No Love

Welcome to Houston, the bottom of the
If you ain't round here
You not make it out
I done seen it all, plenty balled then
One day the mall
day lost it all
Don't let the fool you
Keep the close by
These will play cool then hit you with the four five
Don't let dick riders you, thinking we soft
You gon' know, when the real 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 if your role slipped you had to have respect
Been on the streets for a long
Never changed, from the to the top
Why you me?
stop, I always stayed on grind
And you can do the if you just
yo' time, huh

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

Know them ho's remain
we sliding, controlling and profiling
Yeah, on them phones acting like we had shit
All up on card, nigga
Grimy dirt, nigga
You spent the same you did for that foreign ho
Have you ever seen a hundred thousand dollar leg
Pert that before?
Well let me you about it
to the homeless crew, H town verse everybody

Ain't no fakes homey, this is no flex
Them country niggas starving, eat a hole
neck bone
You best your tour guide with ya'
He best be on point, like a bullseye,
Little J said don't let a nigga play
We from the Brookes so it's cut throat
Shit, all I ever wanted was a cup of
You add a couple grams, I'll a couple lanes, right

You can call it what you
Round here we call it life, some make it, most
But in the words of my OG
You gonna respect someone round here, 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 better duck,
Welcome to my city, ain't no love,
Drive here and to go home on the bus, nigga
Don't be on this gas shit looking for love,
These bitches your money,
dont wanna fuck, nigga

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

They mean them done shot up the block
There was zero
I don't trust pussy, i put on all rubbers before I go in
It's superbowl, you these ho's tryna 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
Even though they know me they still try to jack me
So I carry 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 full of no deine

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

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