Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Outta Detroit

Bitch, you can straight up eat a dick! I'm lookin' at the
frontline. I see Violent J....Anybody Killa...and that
mothafuckin' dead homie, BLAZE!! See, we represent a hatchet on

the daily. WORLD WIDE BABY!! But for moment in time, we wanna give up
to D-Town (DETROIT!!!)

Straight Detroit, crazy mothafucka named Blaze
Back from the dead, tell my story on the page
I'm jackin'
I got a
Squeeze the trigger off for and axes
Which wanna y'alls wanna with me?
The are gonna have to come and get me
We stompin' yo ass, I ain't goin' out

All you suckas, nobody showin' out
Niggas wanna set
Try and talk
Cold cock yo' ass and you with yo' wigsplit

off on any bitch like that
a gat
That's at yo' dome!
So it up sucka
I'm down Anybody, "Drive-By, muthafucka!!"
He's a murderer, keep yo' distance
Down with the Family, like Manson
Crook throwaway is a tool
Don't make me act a fool

Me and you can go, toe to toe,
On the corner, strapped, rocks daily
And turned weekly, monthly, and
All the thugs in the represent me
'cause I'm with a capital D-E-T
Bitch, you fuck with me!
I'm in yo' neighborhood, you better duck

Ya Dead Homie, still crazy as
on you bitches, I think you get the point
Eastside, mothafucka, comin' straight outta

"Yo, Anybody, em' where you from!"
Straight Detroit, the name is Anybody Killa
Every bitch I choke, yo, my rep gets
I'm a muthafucka, and you know this
But you hatin' bitches better never ever show this

I don't a fuck, I make my cheese
Middle finger in the air "Fuck the police!"
servin', we call a cop car, jack it
Run your donuts, guns, and your badges
a muthafucka in a minute
For some hood rat and go up in it
So if you at a

In the row
call you a bitch if yo' ass ain't a juggalo
Bitches gettin' mad, ain't shit
and hoes can eat a muthafuckin' dick
I'm a muthafucka from the streets

With them ass lyrics and them thug ass beats
Anybody controls the
So any punk muthafucka that static
my dead homie, or by myself
Everytime, I the AK off the shelf
Security is and that's a law
K-I-double-L-A, I'm raw
Bitch, I'm a muthafuckin'
Stand in my way and you're witnessin' the
up without a clue
And once you in the scope, yo' ass is
So bitch, you better get a
'cause Anybody on a gangsta tip
outta Detroit!

"J is his name and the comin'..."

outta Detroit!
Is it nut I'm cut
whut?
And make sister eat butt

A thug Southwest
I'll an axe hangin' outta yo' chest
See I give a fuck, that's the problem
I see a muthafuckin' cop, stop him
Play it smart and ask for
And then shank him in the fuckin'
To me, it's funny, this Prozac
I don't know where the fuck I'm goin' or the fuck I'm at
I'm just rollin', lookin' for some
So I can get high and this bitch next to me

Ruthless...is the that's floppin'
But the be choppin'
'cause it really don't matter me
It's all Anybody Killa and Blaze Ya Homie
Feel a gust of wind and you're dead
'cause an axe just yo' head

And what about the that got shot?
She gave me herpes so I shot her in the
This be an

Of Blaze, dead and gone, but ain't lonely
Dark will slaughter your mother
And slap brother
outta Detroit!

"Oh my God!"
"Oh my...Oh my God!"
"Oh my...Oh my God!"
"Oh my God!"