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 sign
Huh, you know time it is on, yeah....

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

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

2: DJ Paul]
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 bitch
We squeezin' forties wid the mufflers and them reds trick
Straight at your, fuckin' dome, coward shoulda stayed at
Never shoulda South, never shoulda ran his mouth
Sherm wid comin' through,
slammed wid eight killers of my
We trill, we already the body we spilled
but bitch I you knew,
The motherfuckin' scores, cover them holes in your back
You leakin' like ah any second your body gon' be on flat
fuckin' Six, in your face got you shakin'
Duck my thugs Two Lane and QueensMound, give 'em a reason to duck,
They never took the trip, knowin' that the Haven's buck
Buckshots that we produce, and we leavin' 'em loose in they
They through his guts,
The closer ya the closer ya encounter from outer space
The Black Haven Zone, the BHZ niggas gon' take your over

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

3: Juicy J]
1995, Mystic the album was the shit
Me and DJ Paul hit the and catch the fattest chicks
We was movin' team was comin' clean wid something
Paul bought a Bourbon after '92 a Lexus
Playa haters comin' cause they saw us slammin 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
Tryna some cheese, for the keys, to my crib fool
Everything was when you saw a nigga hype the street
Everything was true, I said you hoes didn't fuck wid me
Now I'm makin' money and my is risin' quick
labels callin' everyday, tryna get wid this
Northside for man, a nigga ain't tryna change
I trick it wid the that stay real, true to the game
Lames don't step up, stuck up bitches need to suck, a ass dick
For the six, fuck them ducks

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