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 it to the waist of they spouse
I don't think ever know what all this hatin' about
Got a deal I don't know what about
Got big dog one pop and you out

women that suck and keep the nut in they mouth
While I lean back gee how she loving my house
Let me you three things that the Dutch is about
'Cuzzi 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 flip me bounce me half and quarter ounce me
Try to speak my name out and mispronounce me
Hit me four rubber grip me them hoes love me in a five
But the trying to six me, dimes wanna twist me
Nah you can't kiss me go with the mo' at the bar
You better cris me blue 528 doing sixty

Cuttin' swiftly fifty
Hit my hoe crib for a nice dick suck and a
Killa cam, Dutch and the spade sickly
The streets so I keep my tool
If yo ass wanna you better keep your cool

Yo, yo, yo I'm from they let the cartridge blast
Everybody smart in math loan with cash
Running from the narks and task streets and craft
Come on I to laugh 'cause I almost caught the case with
Rich Parker ass now a niggas paid out suede
I'm hooded things bitch 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 collar big
candy blue gators polishment
Y'all in looking for acknowledgment
We pour it on 'em meet a snitch wall off on 'em

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

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

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

we fuck when we wasn't
Lying on her coochie I'm for a hoochie
With an iron for a casino 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 waste up my time you for shine

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

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