Luyện nghe bài hát So Trill

Artist: Banner
So Trill
Album: Mississippi:The

and water..This what it comes down to

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

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

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

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

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

3]
This for my boys in the pen and my thugs on the farms
If it's war then I swear i'm gonna raise them
And and getcha, send me a kite...
And I promise that I'll write ya back or a fat sack in ya name
I no bitch or no hoe or no trick
Tryna ride a nigga dick just to make a hit
I ain't writin' love songs for prissy
I make for the queens who lost sight in the hood
Mayne i made some bullshit but good
And if ya see me you see this shit across my chest
I to God, let my spirit do the rest
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 a mill'
And scream to the lord it's so (so trill)