Luyện nghe bài hát Where I'm From

Oh shit once again

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

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

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

Cuttin' swiftly fifty
Hit my hoe crib for a nice suck and a quickly
Killa cam, Dutch and the spade flow
The shifty so I keep my tool
If yo ass wanna live you keep your cool

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

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

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

up a hoe tell her you miss her
Dealing with the old timers was a listener
Business sale a few differ nigga slippers
Mommy is senseless get my moola I'm
Medi she buy me benzes pour favor
Harlem mamma poor we fell off but back on nigga time to

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

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

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

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