Luyện nghe bài hát Where I'm From

Oh once again nigga

I'm from where get killed for running they mouth
I'm from where get they weight 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 hatin' about
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 things that the Dutch is about
bubbles grands slow dick in yo mouth
And you hear that moan he kicking you out
Hell naw I'm no hater that's just what I'm about

Ayo they wanna flip me bounce me half and quarter me
Try to speak my name out loud and 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 kiss me go 'head the mo' at the bar
You better cris me baby blue 528 doing

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

Yo, yo, yo where I'm from 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 things bitch butt be way out

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

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

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

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

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

Only way you be around paper boy
If you your job and go be a paper boy
swoop buck fifty gun shoot buck fifty
Bear buck fifty air max buck fifty
Only New York to fuck with me
On her period blood sticky night flood missy
Play Toronto like Doug

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