Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Outta Detroit

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

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

Straight outta Detroit, crazy mothafucka Blaze
Back the dead, tell my story on the front page
I'm jackin'
I got a
Squeeze the off for criminals and axes
Which y'alls wanna fuck with me?
The are gonna have to come and get me
We stompin' yo ass, bitch I goin' out

All you suckas, ain't showin' out
Niggas wanna set
Try and shit
cock yo' ass and leave you with yo' wigsplit

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

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

Ya Homie, still crazy as fuck
Mashin' on you bitches, I you get the point
Eastside, mothafucka, straight outta Detroit

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

I give a fuck, I make my cheese
finger in the air screamin' "Fuck the police!"
Straight servin', we call a cop car, it
Run donuts, your guns, and your badges
a muthafucka in a minute
For hood rat pussy and go up in it
So if you at a

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

With them thug ass and them thug ass beats
Anybody the automatic
So any punk that start static
With my dead homie, or by
Everytime, I pull the AK off the
Security is and that's a law
K-I-double-L-A, I'm raw
Bitch, I'm a villan
Stand in my way and you're witnessin' the
Creepin' up a clue
And once you in the scope, yo' ass is
So bitch, you better get a
'cause Anybody Killa's on a tip
outta Detroit!

"J is his and the boy's comin'..."

outta Detroit!
Is it nut I'm cut
Like
And make your eat butt

A thug claimin'
I'll leave an axe hangin' outta yo'
See I don't give a fuck, that's the
I see a muthafuckin' cop, I'ma him
Play it and ask for directions
And then shank him in the midsection
To me, it's kinda funny, 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 fuck bitch next to me

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

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

Of Blaze, he's dead and gone, but lonely
Dark Lotus will slaughter your
And your brother
Straight Detroit!

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