Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Blues

Come on, on
Come on, come on, on, come on
Ain't nothin' nice or
They don't even much 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 done them boys if they play I dump their mothers
Now they findin' niggas everyday slumped in

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

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

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

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

Look, now we all do dumb
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 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 it's and millimeters

Run up on your family and pop senoritas
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 I'll murder who disrespectin' me
Seventeen Carollton, with me, I bury one
Three eighty, I one
Come to up everyone, what?

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

Everybody and drop when lil' wheezy cock
And niggas be like Q-Tip 'cause they and stop
Believe or not, the 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 and vodka got me wanna beat a cop
I grease the glock, the with the beam and dot
And I'm hangin' out the top releasin' shots

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 you're sleepin', take child 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
Ride around your 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 you see me on the block, I come to give 'em the blues