Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome to the Midwest

The only place to be
The of all controversy
end of the Mississippi
Welcome to the

Pistol packin' and money mackin' rappin' about the
Where killas keep it crackin', too dark and gritty
In the dizzy jackin' was gafflin' many cacklin'
Now we crack and the addict will pop

Kansas City, Missouri feel the of the inner city
Poverty stricken novelty spittin', me quick
the bottom, we gotta be thizzin'
No frickin' apology given you trippin' we lick a

You get to brawl hometown, breakin' a jawbone clown
You ain't a criminal, killa be ready to get up and on down
Look at the dark side of the gangbangin' hookers
With choppers and the coppers they keep the rangin'

You ain't be killa gangsta to know that you can die
Tryna sides thangs fo the dough after the club
Get the skippin' 'cuz they off in the mo'

It doesn't matter
you go, where you've been
Beautiful foreign lands been in
Gun rains, summer and shine
inside, you should be fine

I'll show you, me
to the Midwest

It's a where anybody can cause you bodily harm
you walk on my city, hardly armed
Hardly safe to show ya face, apes will
lethal blades, blaze ya fo' the paper

Nowhere to hide on either of the wild, the Gucci
The Prada, Krizz and the Millimeter follow'll holla, we
Go get ya some things go get you a thing, it up
With hollow, ones it up like a halogen

Look at the crime rate, no wonder why I niggas
Keepin' they people, I'm 'em when you leavin' 'em people
The bay they'll take 'em away if it in the day
Hurry, get your people outta the cage, the

It's more than just a lil' chaotic and if we got it
We plottin' of robbin' 'em for they
That'll be the of the beast to keep the peace
I my piece when I'm in the Midwest

It really matter
Where you go, you've been
Beautiful foreign you've been in
Gun play rains, summer and
Stay inside, you be fine

I'll show you, me
Welcome to the

Hands up if ya it, stand up
Did ya get it Midwest? Do ya dig it we the
Damn tough, we can get it up
When ya make a big stress, wicked recognize us

Hands up if ya it, stand up
Did ya get it Midwest? Do ya dig it we the
Damn tough, we can get it up
When ya to the Midwest

If you we givin' ya a lobotomy, cannibal
You Hannibal couldn't imagine my
Poppin' better be the way ya thinkin' of me
Get on top of me, quick 'fore I what I got on me

the money, the mackin', the murder is all that we know
With the sun and the black on the dirt gather me dough
Ya hustlin' maybe the you can get it for low
Get ya pack it gotta get it and go

Never walk in my city when alone better down
Move the babies out the way, catch a stray in the
Boss in my city never crawl, fall down
When the millimeter in ya way, ya betta lay down

Gangsta, mobstas, knows
in the town ya wanna clown
Around at the shows, pack the
'Cuz everybody silly, so get to hit the flo'

It doesn't really
Where you go, where been
Beautiful foreign lands you've in
Gun rains, summer and shine
Stay inside, you be fine

you go, where you've been
Beautiful foreign lands been in
Gun rains, summer and shine
inside, you will be fine

I'll show you, me
Welcome to the