Luyện nghe bài hát On the Southside

(*talking*)
Screwzoo, what's the deal
Lil' Trae up in here, putting it
Trying to hold it down, know I'm
out here, still representing to the fullest
You know I'ma hold it fa sho
Aint no mo' being sad, we gon put it in face
Again and again, just like you say I'm saying
We gon fa sho

Sitting low behind tints, to Southwest
I got a tech to the chest, penetrating the
And if a nigga don't know, we Down South
In the Third, that's going off like slugs
Beating the boulevard, and swanging in cars
And talking on cellulars, plus two broads
With a bad broad, shotgun up in the
You know Guerilla Maab thugs, be down to pull
On the first of the month, popped up trunks
And when a nigga off, we pump up punks
Fin to dump, showing a nigga Trae don't play
Blue grey with a K, fin to make your day
Breaking the mic, since my
Like niggas at Cornbread's, the bar
Like Roy Jones, when he be a jaw
two dykes, in a menage tois
Lyrically, I be stopped
Niggas can't see me, if I was 3-D
I you once, and I'ma say it out again
S-L-A-B, be raw a pen
In the for the divid-ends, and a big body Benz
the bubble lens, moving it down I-10
Taking a spin, a Cardier with the blue
On my grind, steady stacking all of my
I'm moving slow, everybody head
So you know I'm thoed, I'm fin to pop my
On glass 4's fin to pop my trunk, a lot of glow
I got a lot of flow, and a lot of
the Southeast side to the block, I put
All of my ghetto motherfuckers, showing love
Throwing a deuce in the air, when feeling us
I know you us

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On the
Candy sprayed, looking so
84's and vogues, we
Screwzoo, you know we it down

Niggas ain't ready, for we do
I'm in my drop, or in the hoodo
Pull up on the block, with on the blue
With four 18's, and banging
I don't give a damn, if hate me
When it to rap, y'all can't fade me
A lot of niggas, know who we be
I'ma you once, you better let me be
In the zone, cause I'm off
Niggas wanna think, that I off
But I gotta stay four steps, of y'all
So when I plex, I'ma haul em off
3-65, I gotta watch my
song that I'm on, I bring hats
Gotta of a stop, making niggas squash the chat
I proved my points, so you better back back
From Guerilla Maab
Paid my dues, I'm in a store you
Staying true, when I'm thinking Screw
Everyday, always loving you
Mayn, I know it just stop
and tipping slow, on chops
Lose the cops, I got a trunk on
believe, Trae headed to the top

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Living down in H-Town, I gotta do my
I'm on the grind full time, holding my name
S.U.C. affiliated, niggas it
And I'm still on point, when I'm the grain
I put it all in your face, when I stay on the paper
And niggas wanna plex, cause I'm of the race
hold that down, cause I'm a real nigga
Educated in the streets, so I'm clicked up with
Dougo, Rocko, Jay'Ton and
In the air like hydro, they
We so toed, kicking the do'
And the Z-Ro say, I'm thinking you better let it go
Pulling up in the wide body fo' do', the missing top
So the hoes'll bop, stop and drop, you know I cock the glock
And for the P-A-T, you know we still rock
In the Coupe or foreign car, out
Screens on glow, coming out the spot
Soldiers united for the cash, a lot
And for the love of Screw you, I'm on knot
everyday, and I'm loving it mayn
Ain't shit changed, I go get it
Come back with it, and I won't
Sideways on a switch, representing for the click

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