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 I got quarters and O's
Forty fours my clothes, I'm drunk and blow
And I done them boys if they play I dump their mothers
Now they findin' niggas slumped in gutters

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

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

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

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

Look, now we all do dumb
with Wayne doesn't have to be one of 'em
I'll his father right in front of him
None of 'em are ready for the trouble I'm

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

(Unverified) off the
leave without the heaters
Believe this, my got more shelves than Adidas
You see the slick jackin', believe it's glocks and

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

I'll murder anyone who disrespectin' me
Seventeen Carollton, mess with me, I one
eighty, I carry one
Come to kill up everyone,

Ain't nothin' around here, stupid
Keep playin', you 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 come to give 'em the

Everybody freeze and when lil' wheezy cock
And niggas be like Q-Tip 'cause breath and stop
Believe or not, the ten G's a wat
Until I die apple and eagle that be's the

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

me, everybody in the family die sourly
Niggas hourly, ruinin' your economy
Liquor power me, now there's nothin' can bother me
Creep up in your window while you're sleepin', take your with me

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

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