Luyện nghe bài hát Where I Dwell

S-O-U-T-H, M-E-M-P-H-I-S, take a
Can you figure it out, huh you see that park
Huh, you know what it is on, yeah....

[Verse 1: Blac]
Got me duck and survive, up in this rap game
Play it fly, and equipped, wid blunts and blaze man
Suburban to the curbin', up cause I ain't servin'
Jump up and get ah cut ah that stuff, get off to
or some coochie, her figure mixed wid coochie
I'm ridin' loaded, plus cut, whatever suits me
Lil Buck and all your kinfolk, you know the click was my
South Memphis to blow up, boo-hoo and they can't sop us
So far from where I was, sometimes I like catchin' myself
Before I go just let me know am I a fool wid
Is SPV with my wealth, is SPV 'til the
A Gangsta B so smoke the ashes passin' pullin' that
So comin' simple and plain, I guess the ah the game
Is hocus pocus tryna focus, it just maintain
So a smell in hell, get the loot and get bail
SPV I dwell, and all the times shall

[Hook: Blac]
DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac hate us so
all about a come up man,
Bustas can't be strange
See I dwell in SPV, over ya cannot hang
See I dwell in SPV, over ya cannot hang

[Verse 2: DJ
haters ain't savin' none ah you hoes in the never P
The Prophet the Possee, the BHZ wid SPV
The we rush 'em quick, come one come on scary bitch
We squeezin' them forties wid the mufflers and reds trick
Straight at your, fuckin' dome, coward shoulda stayed at
Never shoulda South, never shoulda ran his mouth
Sherm wid Bourbon through,
slammed wid eight killers of my
We trill, we killin' already the we spilled
but I thought you knew,
The motherfuckin' scores, cover holes in your fuckin' back
You leakin' like ah any second your body gon' be on flat
Triple Six, in your face got you shakin'
Duck my thugs from Two Lane and QueensMound, 'em a reason to duck,
They never shoulda took the trip, knowin' the Haven's buck
Buckshots that we produce, and we 'em loose in they insides
bleedin' through his guts,
The closer ya the closer ya encounter from outer space
The Black Haven Zone, the BHZ gon' take your place over

[Hook: Gangsta Blac & DJ
DJ Paul, Gangsta everybody hate us so
all about a come up man
Bustas can't be actin'
See I in SPV, over here you cannot hang
[See I dwell in BHZ, over you cannot hang]

[Verse 3: J]
1995, Mystic the album was the shit
Me and DJ Paul hit the back and catch the fattest
We was movin' team was clean wid something flexin'
Paul bought a Bourbon after '92 a Lexus
Playa haters started comin' cause they saw us doors
I couldn't, stop, here, don't fuck, wid a nigga no more
But yet I still wid you, I also fuck wid business to
stack some cheese, for the keys, to my crib fool
Everything was cool when you saw a hype the street
Everything was true, I said you hoes didn't fuck wid me
Now I'm makin' and my company is risin' quick
Major labels everyday, tryna get wid this
Northside for life man, a ain't tryna change
I trick it wid the niggas that real, true to the game
Lames step up, stuck up bitches need to suck, a mean ass dick
For the nine six, them ducks

[Hook: Gangsta & Juicy J]
DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody us so
It's all about a up man
can't be actin' strange
See I in SPV, over here you cannot hang
I dwell in NMC, bustas know you cannot hang]

DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody us so
all about a come up man
Bustas can't be actin'
See I dwell in SPV, over here you cannot
See I dwell in SPV, here you cannot hang