Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome to Brownsville

Ah here we go, we go
I go (ahahahaha)
Ehh, you (arhd)
Ehh, I gotta dig on
my track

Aha
All
(oww)
4
Life, uh

Teflon]
Ayo, it's all nigga
But allright, one fine, fo' fine nigga
But it's all (gimme that!)
Where you from (that's right)
Make it real (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 what's happenin'
We full grown
What you call Hell, we call
So pack your fuckin' bags and on nigga
Hostile takeover, still got the camp
Lock and let deal pop
I..take your soldier
years frontin', been a long time comin'
And you can bet your sweet ass to from all my cousins
I'm a Brownsville slugger with a where I slug ya
And hounds will mug ya but the town still love ya
(Fi-Ayaaah!) get
Get raw, get off
We trained up to the big door
Train hard to get cabin twist off
This tough law
But you still got to learn how to bust crazy
On a hilltop but you still got some dogs baby
It's all fundamental to hold guns and guns is a sin too
to Brownsville

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

Let 'em know who's son
This ain't no luggage trippin'
M.O.P. first fam, slip the right

Fame]
Heat up your and mind
Show your people and blood
When I the gun orgie with this forty-edged doe (OHH!)
I put it down with my niggaz the dungeon
Since the day the coohs Kelly caught your free lunches
We hit the and straight send it for the hill
Ain't worse I spit it
Bitch, I did it for the (C'MON!)
I'm from L-E
What the fuck you tell me?
This is the place M.O.P. foundation was built
And of the illest killaz was killed

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

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(nigga!)
(Shhhhhhhhhhhh)

Nigga! (ow!)