Luyện nghe bài hát Short Texas

Ay Yo, welcome to the of S H O R T
where them trill ass niggaz be living naughty
Rollin up like turtles in half a shell
Open up my trunk and see what I have to sell

I got the dope, if you got the paper
And if you a faker then you'll meet your fucking
I ain't taking, no shit on my cuts
The UGK got the big big nuts

Yo, so who's a bold
Try to a sale
You betta
Before they find you in a

This dope yo dope and these cuts and yo cuts
Yo, but this is my 12 gauge in yo guts
Don't make me pump this bitch and
Get yo feet muthafucka, hit the muthafucking

And don't even try to come nigga, yo
me Dre and C got fingers on a fat trigger

We making too much money moving
And before you hit my cuts, you better get your shit
it ain't safe to just try and show yo ass up
Street sweeper booming blow yo ass up

And nobody scared to blast
We pull triggers fast
And then we on yo bitch ass

But if yo is legit, then you can join my crew
U.S.T. graduating class of '92 in Texas

on the track dropping shit about TX
As as there's fiends that's them tax free dope checks
Young at the age of 16
Cooking up some for the local drug king

The not open so they call it closed circuit
Short Short Texas watch them thugs work it
on the scene make the all time drug bust
Out next week slanging some more white

Real, oh, so trill, the life's no
At the end of my time is in a slammer
Fucking up shit with the 9 chrome
So all you scary got-it-good young-ass bitches home

And if you get picked up by the
Don't cry cause it's for a cause
ounce of llello, in jail make bail
From longs to short, it's constant dope

Stupid smoking dummies and noids in jail
On U.S.T., University
Home of the Fiends, the streets reimburse me
Cops finding my stash, yo what the worst be

Through so going undercover turning dirty
Bitch, I'm and swole in a ditch
the other day, a fiend in your Lexus
Calling my name Blue Light, I'm Texas

I don't a fuck who you be
You 'bout to sell no fucking dope in P.A.T.
You could be Tony Montana in bitch
Have a load of dope but you still ain't selling shit

Cause we don't know your so I don't really figure
We gon' let you up and sell dope in Texas nigga
See you don't understand, our muthafucking cuts
So in like I said before, we'll take them muthafucking nuts

Ask the last nigga brought his fucking ass
Trying to sell that fucking dope he bought in
Couldn't in Houston, so I guess he figured
I'm a go to Port Arthur and run them niggaz

Brought his fucking gun, he shoulda bust
So they took his shit and put his in the dust
Stupid ass nigga had the nerve to come
Rollin on the cuts in his white

Got to the and the guns just exploded
Shot his car up with the 9, end of clip the that he unloaded
Sent the nigga to his momma like a ho
They jacked all his money and they all his dope

Can't be trill in the villa of the
'Cause where I'm from nigga house muthafucking killas
So your shit attached, before you come check us
Pimp C, bitch, P.A. home, Texas