Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Blues

Come on, on
Come on, come on, on, come on
Ain't nice or sweet
They don't even much this

Look, now when I crawl up out the rove' I got and O's
fours under my clothes, I'm drunk and blow
And I done told them boys if they play I dump their
Now findin' niggas everyday slumped in gutters

I come through on the strapped, bumpin' bubba
For the summer in a bright pumpkin hummer
Stumblin from the and lots of hay
And make me run in your place and your pops away

See, they got niggas in my who can't cop the yay
So I can get it and have you chopped today
And not to say I could hit your block and spray
And try to all the bone structure out your face

Stick a potato on the head of my nine, it's quiet
Leave a redder than swine, you damn pig
The is to take everything and kill 'em all
or old, nigga, big or small, ain't nothin' nice

Ain't nothin' nice around here,
playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in the back full of plenty of
And you see me on the block, I come to give 'em the blues

Look, now we all do dumb
Playin' with doesn't have to be one of 'em
I'll murder his right in front of him
of 'em are ready for the trouble I'm 'bout

up in a bubble, hop out
Then let a pop out
I got two desert eagles, bustin' at your peoples
at polices, and roughin' up your nieces

(Unverified) off the
Don't without the heaters
Believe this, my nina's got more shelves than
You see the slick jackin', believe glocks and millimeters

Run up on your family and pop senoritas
A lot of Hennessy, twist that lil' baby
Damn, them hollow tips missed that lil' baby
is definitely, step to me, get a hysterectomy

Technically I'll anyone who disrespectin' me
Seventeen Carollton, mess with me, I one
eighty, I carry one
Come to up everyone, what?

Ain't nice around here, stupid
playin', you won't see next year, stupid
And in the van there's a box in the full of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block, I to give 'em the blues

Everybody freeze and drop when wheezy cock
And niggas be like 'cause they breath and stop
or not, the ki's ten G's a wat
Until I die apple and eagle that be's the

And so hot that four hundred degrees the spot
And weed and vodka got me wanna a cop
I grease the glock, the scope with the and dot
And I'm hangin' out the Beamer top shots

Follow me, in the family die sourly
Niggas drop hourly, ruinin' your
Liquor me, now there's nothin' that can bother me
Creep up in your window while sleepin', take your child with me

I'm wild, and wheezy violent than Dennis Rodman
up in a blue truck and shoot up a whole lot of men
A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a like Stoudamire
Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up with by, ya

nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see next year,
And in the van there's a box in the back of plenty of tools
And when you see me on the block, I come to give 'em the