Luyện nghe bài hát So Trill

Artist: David
Song: So
Album: Album

Bread and water..This what it down to

1]
I remember when these kids got killed up in
Is it the end of the world? Grown men acting bitches
Bitches like men, and it's all good
As long as all these keep sellin'
Niggaz time cut so these keep tellin'
know it ain't right..
And I ain't bending for these
Is this the part when my God comes back and throwin' elbows?
Man children gone astray, and no daddies in the home
So they turn to gun play, or they just gay
like they rich broke, niggaz swisha sweet
So I sit, in a lac and just smoke,stayin' in the street
Vernon Georgetown in the hills
The subs and the boys in so trill
The and coast, the queens is what I boast
But these in the south is what a nigga love the most

Damn, the kids is a nigga loves most
Fuck, so trill..

2x]
I a pen and pad and try to tell you how I feel
And scream to the it's so trill (so trill)
It's hard in the south you try to stack a mill'
And scream to the it's so trill (so trill)

2]
I remember the twin towers fell
Did the in the G know, or just didn't tell?
I ain't forgot about Gore, and trick ass ballots
Numbers tossed around in the mix like a
Or a bird in the
Or a brother up in tryna give a big push
dont try to praise God now
He been watchin from the jump, crunk
Quick to pull the sawed pump, skull and bones can kill me
I'ma G, and the is gon' feel me
Bet you neva thought the truth come straight from the middle of Mississippi
So P-Boy pushin'..
We big ones,life would street, man we all on a mission

2x]
I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I
And scream to the it's so trill (so trill)
It's in the south when you try to stack a mill'
And scream to the it's so trill (so trill)

3]
This for my in the pen and my thugs on the county farms
If it's war then I swear i'm gonna them arms
And and getcha, send me a kite...
And I promise that write ya back or smoke a fat sack in ya name
I ain't no or no hoe or no trick
Tryna ride a dick just to make a quick hit
I ain't love songs for prissy bitches
I make songs for the queens who lost sight in the
i made some bullshit but it's good
And if ya see me then you see this shit my chest
I pray to God, let my spirit do the
I pray to God, let my do the rest

until fade]
I grab a pen and pad and try to you how I feel
And scream to the it's so trill (so trill)
It's hard in the south when you try to stack a
And to the lord it's so trill (so trill)