Luyện nghe bài hát On the Southside

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

Sitting low tints, swanging 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, that's going off 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 thugs, be down to pull stunts
On the of the month, popped up like trunks
And when a nigga showing off, we pump up
Fin to dump, showing a nigga Lil' don't play
Blue grey with a K, fin to make your 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 see me, even 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 wind for the divid-ends, and a big Benz
With the bubble lens, moving it down
Taking a spin, a Cardier with the blue
On my grind, steady stacking all of my
I'm moving slow, turning everybody
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
a deuce in the air, when they feeling us
I you feeling us

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On the
Candy sprayed, so live
and vogues, we glide
Screwzoo, you know we holding it

Niggas ready, for what we do
When I'm in my drop, or in the
Pull up on the block, grey on the blue
four 18's, and banging Screw
I don't 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 you once, you better let me be
In the zone, I'm thoed off
Niggas think, that I fell off
But I gotta stay steps, ahead of y'all
So when I feel plex, I'ma em off
3-65, I gotta my back
Every song that I'm on, I bring
Gotta hell of a stop, making squash the chat
I proved my points, so you better back back
From Maab 3D-2
Paid my dues, I'm in a near you
Staying true, I'm thinking about Screw
Everyday, I'ma loving you
Mayn, I know it don't stop
84's and tipping slow, on
Lose the cops, I got a trunk on
Please believe, Trae to the top

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Living down in H-Town, I do my thang
I'm on the grind time, holding down my name
S.U.C. affiliated, hate it
And I'm still on point, I'm gripping the grain
I put it all in your face, when I stay on the chase
And niggas wanna plex, cause I'm ahead of the
hold that down, cause I'm a real nigga
Educated in the streets, so I'm up with killas
Dougo, Rocko, and By-Bo
In the air like hydro, know
We so toed, down the do'
And the Z-Ro say, I'm thinking you better let it go
Pulling up in the wide body fo' do', with the top
So the hoes'll bop, roll stop and drop, you know I cock the
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
Soldiers that's for the cash, a lot
And for the love of Screw you, I'm on knot
That's everyday, and I'm it mayn
Ain't changed, I gotta go get it
Come with it, and I won't quit
Sideways on a switch, representing for the click

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