Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Blues

Come on, on
Come on, come on, on, come on
nothin' nice or sweet
They don't much understand this

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

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

See, they got niggas in my hood who 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 knock all the bone out your face

Stick a potato on the head of my nine, it's deadly
Leave a nigga redder than swine, you pig
The is to take everything and kill 'em all
Young or old, nigga, big or small, nothin' nice

Ain't nice 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 to give 'em the blues

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
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, bustin' at peoples
Cussin' at polices, and roughin' up your

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

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

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

nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you see next year, stupid
And in the van a box in the back full of plenty of tools
And you see me on the block, I come to give 'em the blues

Everybody freeze and when lil' wheezy cock
And niggas be like Q-Tip 'cause they breath and
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 out the Beamer top releasin' shots

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

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

Ain't nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you 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 to give 'em the blues