Luyện nghe bài hát So Trill

Artist: Banner
Song: So
Album: Album

Bread and water..This what it down to

1]
I remember when kids got killed up in Pearl
Is it the end of the Grown men acting like bitches
Bitches like men, and it's all good
As as all these 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 my God comes back and starts throwin' elbows?
Man children gone astray, and no daddies in the home
So turn to gun play, or they just turn gay
Half-bit they rich broke, niggaz swisha sweet
So I sit, in a lac and just smoke,stayin' in the street
Vernon Dixon? Georgetown in the
The and the boys in Hattiesburg so trill
The delta and coast, the queens is what I
But these kids in the south is a nigga love the most

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

2x]
I grab a pen and pad and try to you how I feel
And to the lord it's so trill (so trill)
hard in the south when 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 boys in the G know, or just didn't
I ain't forgot about Gore, and them ass ballots
Numbers tossed around in the mix a salad
Or a in the Bush
Or a up in office tryna give a big push
Yall dont try to God now
He been watchin from the jump, crunk
Quick to pull the sawed pump, skull and yall can kill me
G, and the world is gon' feel me
Bet you neva thought the truth would straight from the middle of Mississippi
So keep pushin'..
We some big ones,life street, man we all on a mission

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 to the lord it's so trill (so trill)

3]
This for my boys in the pen and my on the county farms
If it's war then I swear i'm gonna raise arms
And and getcha, send me a kite...
And I promise that write ya back or smoke a fat sack in ya name
I no bitch or no hoe or no trick
ride a nigga dick just to make a quick hit
I ain't writin' love songs for bitches
I make songs for the who lost sight in the hood
Mayne i made 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 to God, let my spirit do the rest

until fade]
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 it's so trill (so trill)