Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome to Brownsville

Ah here we go, we go
I go (ahahahaha)
Ehh, you (arhd)
Ehh, I just dig on
Play my

Aha
All
(oww)
4
Life, uh

[Chorus:
Ayo, all live nigga
But it's allright, one fine, fo' fine
But it's all (gimme that!)
you from nigga? (that's right)
Make it clear (clear!)
The (ville!) (that's right)
(Hell yeah!)
We here

Another scratchin'
But this time around, Loud that got with the action
Nigga, y'all know what's
We full grown
What you call Hell, we home
So pack your fuckin' bags and on nigga
takeover, still got the camp time
Lock and let this pop
I..take your soldier
Nine years frontin', been a long time
And you can bet your sweet ass to comin' from all my
I'm a Brownsville with a pound's where I slug ya
And hounds will mug ya but the town still love ya
(Fi-Ayaaah!) get
Get raw, get off
We trained them up to the big
hard to get your cabin twist off
This law baby
But you still got to learn how to bust laws
On a hilltop but you still got some rough baby
It's all fundamental to hold guns and guns is a sin too
to Brownsville

[Chorus variations]

Fame]
Whatever, whatever
I grip it, it
Pop, pop, pop, pop it til blood run
Hear the flood now!
You niggaz called amnesia
I should grap this bat and beat your ass a seizure

Let 'em know real son
This ain't no tight trippin'
M.O.P. fam, slip the clippin' right

[Lil
Heat up chest and mind
Show your people and blood
I join the gun orgie with this forty-edged doe (OHH!)
I put it down with my niggaz from the
Since the day the pigeon coohs Kelly your free lunches
We hit the industry and straight send it for the
Ain't nothin' I spit it
Bitch, I did it for the (C'MON!)
I'm from L-E
the fuck you gon' tell me?
This is the place where M.O.P. was built
And some of the killaz was killed

[Chorus w/

[Billy
Nigga, you man the Danze now!
(SHOULD YOU BE ALARMED?!!) should you be
You betta grease your palms, you grip your arms
And step lightly, I pop from both so don't intize me
It's the RETURN of the niggaz M.O.P. (FIRST FAMILY!)
of the world's illest niggaz
Guerilla with all intention to win
All to sin
on a pop and again nigga (Man, fuck M.O.P!)
Whoa Flip, he's playin'
It's for you's the man
understand what he is sayin'
Maybe he don't see Manna P for they post it
Maybe he didn't Shaq was back in double toasted
to smoke crack (THE OL' BK WAY!)
We gentlemen tell em all day
Say you wanna say about it but don't doubt it
I fill your from eleven knocks, holes through the back

[Chorus w/ 2x

(nigga!)
(Shhhhhhhhhhhh)

Nigga! (ow!)