Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Blues

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

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

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

See, they got niggas in my 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 bone out your face

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

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

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

(Unverified) off the
Don't leave the heaters
Believe this, my nina's got shelves than Adidas
You see the slick jackin', believe glocks and millimeters

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

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

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 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 they breath and stop
or not, the ki's ten G's a wat
Until I die apple and eagle be's the block

And he's so hot four hundred degrees the spot
And weed and vodka got me 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 drop hourly, your economy
Liquor power me, now there's that can bother me
Creep up in window while you're sleepin', take your child 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 around your neighborhood and you wake up with by, ya

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