Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Blues

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

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

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

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

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

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 of tools
And when you see me on the block, I come to give 'em the

Look, now we all do dumb
Playin' Wayne doesn't have to be one of 'em
I'll murder his father 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 double eagles, bustin' at your peoples
Cussin' at polices, and up your nieces

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

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

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

nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you won't see year, stupid
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

Everybody freeze and drop when lil' cock
And niggas be like Q-Tip 'cause they and stop
or not, the ki's ten G's a wat
Until I die and eagle that be's the block

And he's so hot that four hundred the spot
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'

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

I'm wild, and wheezy more than Dennis Rodman
Slide up in a blue truck and shoot up a lot of men
A lot of heat, a lot of fire, a blazer like
Ride around your and you wake up with bodies by, ya

Ain't nothin' 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 you see me on the block, I come to give 'em the blues