Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Blues

Come on, on
Come on, on, come on, come on
Ain't nothin' nice or
don't even 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 boys if they play I dump their
Now they findin' everyday slumped in gutters

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

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

a potato on the head of my nine, it's deadly 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, nothin' nice

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

Look, now we all do things
Playin' Wayne doesn't have to be one of 'em
murder his father right in front of him
None of 'em are for the trouble I'm 'bout

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

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

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

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

Ain't nothin' nice around here,
Keep playin', you won't see year, stupid
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 'em the blues

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

And he's so hot four hundred degrees 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 shots

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

I'm wild, and more 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 blazer like
Ride around your neighborhood and you wake up bodies by, ya

nothin' 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