Luyện nghe bài hát Short Texas

Ay Yo, welcome to the of S H O R T
Texas where them trill ass be living naughty
Rollin up ho's like turtles in a shell
Open up my and let's see what I have to sell

I got the dope, if you got the paper
And if you a faker you'll meet your fucking maker
'Cause I taking, no shit on my cuts
The UGK posse got the big big

Yo, so who's a bitch?
Try to make a
You betta
Before they find you in a

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

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

We making too much moving weight
And before you hit my cuts, you get your shit straight
'Cause it ain't to just try and show yo ass up
sweeper booming cold blow yo ass up

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

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

Niggaz on the track shit about TX
As long as fiends that's them tax free dope checks
muthafuckas at the age of 16
Cooking up some llello for the local king

The market's not open so they call it closed
Short Texas watch them hard thugs work it
5-0's on the scene the all time drug bust
Out next week slanging some more dust

Real, oh, so trill, the no glamor
At the end of my time is in a slammer
up shit with the 9 inch chrome
So all you scary young-ass bitches stay home

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

Stupid muthafuckas dummies and noids in jail
On U.S.T., University
Home of the Fighting Fiends, the reimburse me
Cops finding my stash, yo could 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 Light, I'm Short Texas

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

we don't know your face 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 step in like I said before, we'll them muthafucking nuts

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

Brought his fucking gun, guess he shoulda
So they took his and put his dick in the dust
Stupid ass had the nerve to come back
Rollin on the cuts in his Cadillac

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

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