Luyện nghe bài hát On the Southside

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

Sitting low behind tints, swanging to
I got a to the chest, penetrating the plex
And if a nigga don't know, we South thugs
In the Dirty Third, that's off like slugs
Beating the boulevard, and swanging in throwed
And talking on cellulars, plus two broads
a bad broad, shotgun up in the frame
You know Guerilla Maab thugs, be down to stunts
On the first of the month, popped up like
And when a showing off, we pump up punks
Fin to dump, showing a nigga Lil' Trae play
Blue over grey with a K, fin to make day
the mic, since my reputwa
Like niggas at Cornbread's, the bar
Roy Jones, when he be breaking a jaw
Like two dykes, in a menage
Lyrically, I can't be
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 the blue lens
On my grind, steady stacking all of my
I'm moving slow, everybody head
So you I'm thoed, I'm fin to pop my do's
On glass 4's fin to pop my trunk, a lot of glow
I got a lot of flow, and a lot of
From the Southeast to the block, I put
All of my ghetto motherfuckers, showing love
a deuce in the air, when they feeling us
I know you us

- 2x]
On the
Candy sprayed, looking so
and vogues, we glide
Screwzoo, you know we holding it

Niggas ain't ready, for we do
When I'm in my drop, or in the
up on the block, with grey on the blue
With four 18's, and Screw
I give a damn, if y'all hate me
it come to rap, y'all can't fade me
A lot of y'all niggas, who we be
I'ma tell you once, you let me be
In the zone, I'm thoed off
wanna think, that I fell off
But I gotta stay steps, ahead of y'all
So I feel plex, I'ma haul em off
3-65, I watch my back
Every that I'm on, I bring hats
hell of a stop, making niggas squash the chat
I done proved my points, so you better back
Guerilla Maab 3D-2
Paid my dues, I'm in a near you
Staying true, when I'm thinking Screw
Everyday, I'ma always you
Mayn, I know it just don't
84's and slow, on chops
Lose the cops, I got a trunk on
Please believe, Trae to the top

- 2x]

Living in H-Town, I gotta do my thang
I'm on the grind full time, holding down my
S.U.C. affiliated, niggas it
And I'm still on point, I'm gripping the grain
I put it all in your face, when I stay on the paper
And niggas wanna plex, cause I'm ahead of the
Better hold down, cause I'm a real nigga
in the streets, so I'm clicked up with killas
Dougo, Rocko, Jay'Ton and
In the air like hydro, they
We so toed, kicking the do'
And like the Z-Ro say, I'm thinking you let it go
up in the wide body fo' do', with the missing top
So the hoes'll bop, roll and drop, you know I cock the glock
And for the P-A-T, you know we body rock
In the Coupe or car, slabbed out
Screens on glow, coming out the stash
that's united for the cash, a lot
And for the love of you, I'm riding 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, for the click bitch

- 2x]