Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome to the Midwest

The only real to be
The middle of all
West end of the
to the Midwest

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

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

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

You gotta be killa gangsta to know that you can die
Tryna hide sides thangs fo the dough after the
Get the skippin' they trippin' off in the mo'

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

I'll show you, me
to the Midwest

It's a where anybody can cause you bodily harm
When you on my city, hardly armed
Hardly safe to show ya face, will erase
With 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 things go get you a thing, load it up
hollow, ones light it up like a halogen

Look at the rate, no wonder why I hate niggas
Keepin' they people, I'm 'em when you leavin' 'em people
The bay take 'em away if it ain't in the day
Hurry, get your people the cage, the Midwest

more than just a lil' chaotic and if we ain't got it
We plottin' of robbin' 'em for they
be the nature of the beast to keep the peace
I my piece when I'm in the Midwest

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

I'll show you, me
to the Midwest

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'll you, follow me
to the Midwest