Luyện nghe bài hát So Trill

Artist: David
So Trill
Album: Mississippi:The

Bread and water..This what it comes to

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

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

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)

2]
I remember when the towers fell
Did the boys in the G know, or just tell?
I ain't forgot about Gore, and them trick ass
Numbers tossed in the mix like a salad
Or a bird in the
Or a brother up in office tryna give a big
Yall try to praise God now
He been from the jump, i'ma crunk
to pull the sawed pump, skull and bones yall can kill me
I'ma G, and the world is gon' me
Bet you neva thought the truth would straight from the middle of Mississippi
So keep 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 scream to the it's so trill (so trill)
It's hard in the 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 I'll write ya back or smoke a fat sack in ya name
I no bitch or no hoe or no trick
Tryna ride a dick just to make a quick hit
I ain't writin' songs for prissy bitches
I songs 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 spirit do the

until fade]
I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I
And scream to the lord 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)