Luyện nghe bài hát So Trill

Artist: David
Song: So
Album: Mississippi:The

Bread and water..This it comes down to

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Hook until
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 hard in the south when you try to stack a
And scream to the lord so trill (so trill)