Luyện nghe bài hát On the Southside

(*talking*)
Screwzoo, what's the deal
Lil' Trae up in here, it down
Trying to hold it down, I'm saying
Everybody out here, still representing to the
You know I'ma it down 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 Dirty Third, going off like slugs
Beating the boulevard, and swanging in cars
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, up like trunks
And when a nigga off, we pump up punks
Fin to dump, showing a Lil' Trae don't play
Blue over with a K, fin to make your day
Breaking the mic, my reputwa
Like at Cornbread's, sipping the bar
Like Roy Jones, he be breaking a jaw
Like two dykes, in a tois
Lyrically, I can't be
can't see me, even if I was 3-D
I told you once, and say it out again
S-L-A-B, be raw a pen
In the wind for the divid-ends, and a big body
the bubble lens, moving it down I-10
Taking a spin, a Cardier with the blue
On my grind, stacking all of my ends
I'm moving slow, turning head
So you know I'm thoed, I'm fin to pop my
On 4's fin to pop my trunk, with 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 motherfuckers, steady showing love
a deuce in the air, when they feeling us
I know you us

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

Niggas ready, for what we do
I'm in my drop, or in the hoodo
Pull up on the block, grey on the blue
four 18's, and banging Screw
I give a damn, if y'all hate me
When it come to rap, y'all can't 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 stay four steps, ahead of y'all
So when I plex, I'ma haul em off
3-65, I gotta my back
Every song that I'm on, I hats
Gotta hell of a stop, 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 about Screw
Everyday, I'ma loving you
Mayn, I know it just stop
84's and tipping slow, on
Lose the cops, I got a trunk on
Please believe, Trae to the top

- 2x]

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

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