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 half a
Open up my trunk and let's see what I to sell

I got the dope, if you ho's got the
And if you a faker you'll meet your fucking maker
'Cause I ain't taking, no on my cuts
The UGK got the big big nuts

Yo, so a bold 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 pump this and unload
Get yo muthafucka, hit the muthafucking road

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

We making too much money weight
And before you hit my cuts, you better get 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 fast
And then we bailing on yo ass

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

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

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

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

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

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

Through so going undercover then turning
Bitch, I'm dead and in a ditch
Just the other day, a fiend in Lexus
my name Blue Light, I'm Short Texas

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

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

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

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

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

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