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 know time it is on, yeah....

1: Gangsta Blac]
Got me runnin' duck and survive, up in this rap
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 some coochie, her mixed wid coochie
I'm ridin' loaded, plus cut, whatever suits me
Lil Buck and all your kinfolk, you the click was my folk
South bout to blow up, boo-hoo and they can't sop us
So far from where I was, sometimes I feel catchin' myself
Before I go just let me know am I a fool wid
Is SPV my wealth, is SPV 'til the death
A B so smoke the ashes passin' pullin' that health
So comin' and plain, I guess the rules ah the game
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 tell

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

[Verse 2: DJ
Fuck haters ain't savin' ah you hoes in the never P
The the Possee, the BHZ click wid SPV
The we rush 'em quick, come one come on scary bitch
We squeezin' them wid the mufflers and them reds trick
Straight at your, dome, coward shoulda stayed at home
Never shoulda come South, shoulda ran his mouth
Sherm wid comin' through,
slammed wid eight killers of my
We trill, we killin' already the we spilled
but I thought you knew,
The motherfuckin' scores, cover them in your fuckin' back
You like ah faucet any second your body gon' be on flat
Triple fuckin' Six, in your face got you
Duck my thugs from Two Lane and QueensMound, '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 they
They bleedin' his guts,
The ya come the closer ya encounter from outer space
The Black Haven Zone, the BHZ gon' take your place over

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

[Verse 3: J]
1995, Mystic Styles the album was the
Me and DJ hit the back and catch the fattest chicks
We was movin' team was clean wid something flexin'
Paul bought a Bourbon after '92 a Lexus
Playa haters started cause they saw us slammin doors
I couldn't, stop, here, they don't fuck, wid a no more
But yet I still fuck wid you, I also wid business to
stack some cheese, for the keys, to my crib 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' money and my is risin' quick
Major labels callin' everyday, get wid this
Northside for life man, a nigga ain't tryna
I trick it wid the niggas stay real, true to the game
Lames don't step up, stuck up bitches to suck, a mean ass dick
For the six, fuck them ducks

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

DJ Paul, Gangsta everybody hate us so
all about a come 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