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 catchin' us
I gotta make the
Smokin'
Know a nigga's
Run em' with the
Runnin' my team
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
it takes to get the bread, I'm goin' through it
Tryin' to get my swole up
Juvenile is to blow up
That third-ward I'ma throw up when I take it off of your shoulder
They come they mask on
be a clique, but I get 'em gone
Hit in the chest when I'm slangin' chrome
Tryin' to kill me a nigga the beef is on

2x (Juvenile)]
Baby, let me get the keys to that Rover
Man, let me get this beef over, bruh
Ain't no here up in Magnolia, bruh
Bust your big head is what was to us

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

2x [Juvenile])

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

2x (Juvenile)]