Luyện nghe bài hát Where I Dwell

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

1: Gangsta Blac]
Got me duck and survive, up in this rap game
it fly, and movin' equipped, wid blunts and blaze man
Suburban to the curbin', hold up cause I servin'
Jump up and get ah cut ah stuff, get off to servin'
Armani or coochie, her figure mixed wid coochie
I'm ridin' fully loaded, plus cut, suits me
Lil Buck and all kinfolk, you know the click was my folk
Memphis bout to blow up, boo-hoo and they can't sop us
So far from where I was, sometimes I feel like catchin'
Before I go let me know am I a fool wid myself
Is SPV with my wealth, is SPV the death
A Gangsta B so smoke the ashes passin' pullin' that
So comin' and plain, I guess the rules 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 everybody hate us so
It's all a come up man,
Bustas can't be strange
See I in SPV, over here ya cannot hang
See I dwell in SPV, over here ya hang

[Verse 2: DJ
haters ain't savin' none ah you hoes in the never P
The the Possee, the BHZ click wid SPV
The bustas we rush 'em quick, come one on scary bitch
We squeezin' them forties wid the mufflers and them trick
Straight at your, fuckin' dome, coward shoulda at home
Never shoulda South, never shoulda ran his mouth
wid Bourbon comin' through,
slammed wid killers of my crew
We trill, we killin' already the we spilled
but I thought you knew,
The motherfuckin' scores, cover them holes in fuckin' back
You like ah faucet any second your body gon' be on flat
fuckin' 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' that the buck
that we produce, and we leavin' 'em loose in they insides
They through his guts,
The closer ya come the closer ya encounter from space
The Black Haven Zone, the BHZ niggas gon' take your place

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

[Verse 3: J]
1995, Mystic the album was the shit
Me and DJ Paul hit the back and catch the chicks
We was movin' team was comin' wid something flexin'
Paul bought a Bourbon after that '92 a
Playa haters comin' cause they saw us slammin doors
I couldn't, stop, here, they don't fuck, wid a nigga no
But yet I fuck wid you, I also fuck wid business to
Tryna stack cheese, for the keys, to my crib fool
Everything was cool when you saw a nigga hype the
Everything was true, when I said you hoes didn't wid me
Now I'm makin' money and my company is quick
Major labels callin' everyday, tryna get wid
Northside for life man, a nigga ain't change
I trick it wid the that stay 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 hate us so
It's all a come up man
Bustas can't be actin'
See I dwell in SPV, here you cannot hang
[See I dwell in NMC, bustas you cannot hang]

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