Luyện nghe bài hát State to State

(Intro)
Free! Wall!
And we coming with the bump buuum!
Early! Yeah! Uh! The Roc, Swishahouse and we
Dumping on y'all hating ass
And we hit yall with the Bump buuum
Early! Uh! Yeah! Uh!

Y'all better keep your close
It's Philly and Wall
And this is the way we bring the raw
To your city got semis
If you really war
We gon bring it to doorstep
Vests and hoodies
And we pop pop pop
Through your
Put the rest in your
And this is the way you fall to the
An' you shaking
prop cock game and we gun a hater down
And we take a hater's
And we sell a bricks
And we the main why they chicks is not around
Somebody tell them that roc' in Houston
got that knock in Houston we come and lock shit down

Real niggas stand up em we gon gun 'em haters down come around you hear that...
And all my real bitches up come to wipe a player down smoke a pound with him
Real niggas step up we gon gun 'em haters down around you hear that...
And all my bitches step up come to wipe a player down smoke a pound with him

Wall:
I hear these haters talking seem like getting louder
sweet cupcakes softer than some clam chowder
I'm from the city of powder, syrup and crack
For twenty get you higher than an astronaut
I a Glock in my state prop jeans
Floating on cloud nine goin' off dean
I chuck a to a hater
I'm on a mission for
I got lew hawk with me serving dope like a waiter
I'm on the lee with my boy
Big take little bank baby tell me what it do
These boys loud but they ain't saying a thang
But Paul Wall and will make 'em sang

It's the Swishahouse state prop chain
.45 cal big bang bang
I keep the tupperware tucked in my
Rain down thunder on these suckers make the clear
Let's get one thing clear I run with bears
Bite you in your back and make you straighten out your chest
I'm 100 no time for playing games
I got a garden full of hanging in my chain
I keep a player bought my paper fuck a
Cause the real turn fake switching over a crossfader
I'm squashing chatter climbing up the
Cause my goal is to make my pockets fatter Paul Wall