Luyện nghe bài hát Where I Dwell

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

[Verse 1: Gangsta
Got me runnin' duck and survive, up in rap game
Play it fly, and equipped, wid blunts and blaze man
Suburban to the curbin', hold up cause I ain't
Jump up and get ah cut ah that stuff, get off to
Armani or some coochie, her figure wid coochie
I'm ridin' loaded, plus cut, whatever suits me
Lil Buck and all kinfolk, you know the click was my folk
South Memphis bout to up, boo-hoo and they can't sop us
So far from where I was, sometimes I feel like myself
I go just let me know am I a fool wid myself
Is SPV with my wealth, is SPV 'til the
A Gangsta B so smoke the ashes passin' that health
So comin' simple and plain, I guess the ah the game
Is hocus pocus tryna focus, it just maintain
So take a 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
It's all about a up man,
Bustas can't be strange
See I dwell in SPV, here ya cannot hang
See I dwell in SPV, here ya cannot hang

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

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

3: Juicy J]
1995, Mystic Styles the album was the
Me and DJ hit the back and catch the fattest chicks
We was movin' team was comin' clean wid flexin'
Paul bought a Bourbon after '92 a Lexus
Playa haters started comin' they saw us slammin doors
I couldn't, stop, here, they don't fuck, wid a no more
But yet I still wid you, I also fuck wid business to
Tryna stack some cheese, for the keys, to my fool
Everything was cool you saw a nigga hype the street
was true, when I said you hoes didn't fuck wid me
Now I'm makin' and my company is risin' quick
labels callin' everyday, tryna get wid this
Northside for life man, a nigga tryna change
I trick it wid the niggas that stay real, true to the
Lames don't step up, stuck up bitches 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
Bustas be actin' strange
See I dwell in SPV, over here you hang
[See I dwell in NMC, bustas you cannot hang]

DJ Paul, Gangsta everybody hate us so
It's all about a up man
Bustas can't be strange
See I dwell in SPV, here you cannot hang
See I dwell in SPV, over here you hang