Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Outta Detroit

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

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

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

All you suckas, nobody showin' out
Niggas wanna set
Try and talk
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!!"
He's a murderer, keep yo' distance
Down with the Family, like Charles
throwaway is a mothafuckin' tool
Don't make me act a mothafuckin'

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

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

"Yo, Anybody, tell em' you from!"
Straight Detroit, the name is Anybody Killa
Every bitch I choke, yo, my rep gets
I'm a thug muthafucka, and you this
But you playa hatin' better never ever show 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 your donuts, your guns, and your
Shoot a muthafucka in a
For some hood rat 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
gettin' mad, bitches ain't shit
Bitches and hoes can eat a dick
I'm a crazy from the streets

With them thug ass lyrics and them thug ass
Anybody the automatic
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'
in my way and you're witnessin' the killin'
Creepin' up without a
And once you in the scope, yo' ass is
So bitch, you get a grip
Anybody Killa's on a gangsta tip
Straight Detroit!

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

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

A thug claimin'
leave an axe hangin' outta yo' chest
See I don't a fuck, that's the problem
I see a cop, I'ma stop him
it smart and ask for directions
And then him in the fuckin' midsection
To me, kinda funny, this Prozac
I don't know the fuck I'm goin' or where the fuck I'm at
I'm just rollin', lookin' for ecstasy
So I can get and fuck this bitch next to me

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

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

Of Blaze, he's and gone, but ain't lonely
Dark Lotus slaughter your mother
And slap your
outta Detroit!

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