Luyện nghe bài hát Rover Truck

I'ma it on my mind
Stay iron
Playin', ya die
K's out
every time
I'm straight off the porch - I live the court
Lookin' for dope
in your door
Tyin' up hoe
And break the up - run 'em in the cut
I don't give a fuck - if them people rush, they ain't us
I gotta the green
nicotine
Know a scheme
Run em' the beam
Runnin' with my
And get it how I
it how it is
Make a cents
Take a bitch
Hit him with it
If it mean bustin' a head, I'm do it
Whatever it to get the bread, I'm goin' through it
Tryin' to get my swole up
is 'bout to blow up
That third-ward sign I'ma throw up when I take it off of shoulder
They come with mask on
They be a clique, but I get 'em
Hit niggas in the chest I'm slangin' chrome
Tryin' to kill me a when the beef is on

2x (Juvenile)]
Baby, let me get the to that Rover Truck
Man, let me get this beef shit over,
no bitches here up in Magnolia, bruh
Bust your big is what was told to us

Nigga, I'm from out the P.J., they murder easy
Well, if you're spankin' out for three days, what we say
Niggas be shootin' that shit in they van, some of 'em it
The rest of 'em sniff the cocaine, high off that yellow
Young niggas already got they mind up
fuck with one of they boys, they get sprayed up
A lot of these children don't have A/C in they
Cockroaches all over the wall and they couch
Little mites runnin' the kitchen lookin' for crums
they mom hittin' they (?) in the bathroom
Everyday you see a fight or shootout for a
It ain't the projects, the niggas that's up in it
Man, half of these motherfuckers ain't even from 'round
If they didn't have work, they would never come 'round here
And when they come they draw all the heat 'em
Lookin' for niggas to get in the beef with 'em

2x [Juvenile])

You better know that me and want the cash, or we bustin' ass
as I get out of my Jag with a gun a mask
Now play it how you say it - I bet ya won't,
I'll have you leakin' from your head I take (?)
What you want, huh? Boy, weed or that coke?
I don't know what the fuck you on, but you to get smoked
I'll bring it to your front right up on your porch
Until your bitches tell me, "Juvie, we beefin' no more."
Now, the dope at? Paraphernalia?
me twenty ki's before I kill ya
Don't be makin' noise, nigga - shut the up
You know where the dope at - now the fuck up
Bring me straight to it - don't be to act crazy
I want her - I need her, ya know - my old lady
I'm bad, and my nerves bad with it
I'm lookin' at your melon right now, and I split it

2x (Juvenile)]