Luyện nghe bài hát Where I'm From

Oh shit once again

I'm from where niggas get killed for they mouth
I'm from niggas get they weight up in front of they house
Cop coke strap it to the waist of spouse
I don't think I'll ever know what all this hatin'
Got a deal I know what perpetrating about
Got big dog one pop and you out

Love women suck and keep the nut in they mouth
While I lean back gee king how she my house
Let me tell you three that the Dutch is about
'Cuzzi grands slow dick in yo mouth
And when you hear that moan he you out
Hell naw I'm ain't no hater that's what I'm about

Ayo they wanna flip me bounce me half and ounce me
Try to speak my name out loud and me
Hit me four five rubber grip me hoes love me in a five
But the dealer trying to six me, dimes twist me
Nah you can't kiss me go with the mo' at the bar
You cris me baby blue 528 doing sixty

Cuttin' swiftly duckin'
Hit my hoe crib for a nice dick and a quickly
Killa cam, Dutch and the spade flow
The streets so I keep my tool
If yo ass live you better keep your cool

Yo, yo, yo I'm from they let the cartridge blast
Everybody smart in math loan sharks cash
Running the narks and task streets arts and craft
Come on I to laugh 'cause I almost caught the case with
Parker ass now a niggas paid out suede couch
I'm into hooded things bitch be way out

These cats be he cliff when I come around play mouse
Mickey and Minnie Jerry from Tom in arms
In front of bam bam Hanna Barbara collar big
Cotton candy blue gators
Y'all in looking for acknowledgment
We pour it on 'em meet a throw wall off on 'em

Any repercussions make sure my bubble
If you ain't me on clue I said I see double
Guns double tecks hoes sex
Accountant my money but I double check
lex ain't too much more I care about
Liquor and the Bronx old warehouse clear it out
L's with my liquor sounds sew a whisper

Gasing up a hoe tell her you her
Dealing with the old was a helluva listener
Business sale a few nigga pelican slippers
Mommy is senseless get my I'm conscientious
Tell Medi she buy me benzes pour
Harlem mamma poor we fell off but back on time to ball

Hung 45th and Lennox 3 piece suit bean pies the final
Gun up in the cord I got no time for y'all
We 8 digits you play frigate killa don't he blaze biscuits
Around us midgets jewels we keep frozen
keep dozing the wolf in sheeps clothes and
Streets buzzing V dozen bitches me husband

Saying we when we wasn't
on her coochie I'm dyin' for a hoochie
With an iron for a boobie style diamonds in the doopey
But killa keep running to the timing of a
But need work plate of a kind if ya dope 8 or a 9
Don't waste up my you racing for shine

way you be around motherfucking paper boy
If you quit your job and go be a boy
Cars swoop buck fifty gun shoot fifty
facts buck fifty air max buck fifty
Only New York nigga to fuck me
On her period blood same night flood missy
Play Toronto like Christy

Christy Louie the 13 slugs with me gimme head
Yo Quero kin chi to my head
But my day is Friday toast for my
Niggas try to stick together they Smokey and Craig
In life nia think I'm "Long" and throw me the head
Heard I said