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

[Verse 2: DJ
Fuck haters ain't savin' none ah you 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' forties wid the mufflers and them reds trick
Straight at your, dome, coward shoulda stayed at home
shoulda come South, never shoulda ran his mouth
Sherm wid Bourbon through,
wid eight killers of my crew
We trill, we already the body we spilled
but I thought you knew,
The scores, cover them holes in your fuckin' back
You leakin' like ah faucet any your body gon' be on flat
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' that the Haven's
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 Black Haven Zone, the BHZ gon' take your place over

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

[Verse 3: J]
1995, Styles 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 after that '92 a Lexus
Playa haters comin' cause they saw us slammin doors
I couldn't, stop, here, they fuck, wid a nigga no more
But yet I fuck wid you, I also fuck wid business to
Tryna stack some cheese, for the keys, to my crib
was cool when you saw a nigga hype the street
Everything was true, when I said you hoes fuck wid me
Now I'm makin' money and my company is risin'
Major labels callin' everyday, tryna get wid
Northside for life man, a ain't tryna change
I it wid the niggas that stay real, true to the game
Lames step up, stuck up bitches need to suck, a mean ass dick
For the nine six, fuck ducks

[Hook: Gangsta & Juicy J]
DJ Paul, Gangsta Blac everybody 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 dwell in NMC, know you cannot hang]

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