Luyện nghe bài hát Where The Love At

(Drum Dummie)
Fresh up out a cell, where bag at?
I was flying, but now I need to land at
I took a loss, but now I'm lookin' the chance at
But I'm a boss, you some help and I can hand that

I wish I was where it ain't no violence
But I've been totin' on that pole time that I roll
Tryna a nigga head if he try me
At night I need on side me just to hold me
But I was trying and I'm really tired of sayin'
I'm tired of thuggin', now I'm see where the love at

DaDa, how my son me, I'ma shout out
Bitch, I be that nigga your block out
with them killers with them Dracos while the cops out
You for them hoes? We go to hittin', make sure they get down
'Cause you know how we get
No outsiders, it's only family
I'm with that shit, been filled shit since I was 20 pounds
And I'm a gangster, make me mad and I won't turn
My mama said if I won't last, I need to slow it
I my mama, "Motherfuck it, I'm dyin' 'bout it"
Them niggas with us, ain't no surrender, I'm ridin' 'bout it
No 'bout it, bangin' like Lil Dave with them slimes 'round me
Violation on three counts and up in court how the found me
Right now I a girl to love, and I've been lookin' for her (Where she at?)
A flight anywhere in this world, I'll you for (Where you at?)
I had to tell my son don't pee while you the tub
I'm from that North and I that's just how it was
Shawty, she gon' Magnolia and I love that
Bounce that ass, cake in the middle the slums, yeah
lockin', molly all over a nigga gums, yeah
Ain't no stoppin', on bottom chopper, we got them drums, yeah
Look, I'm up out a cell, where that bag at?
I was flying, but now I need to land at
I took a loss, but now I'm lookin' the chance at
But I'm a boss, you need some and I can hand that

I wish I was somewhere where it ain't no
But I've been on that pole every time that I roll
Tryna a nigga head if he try me
At I need someone on side me just to hold me
But I was trying and I'm really of sayin' that
I'm tired of thuggin', now I'm tryna see where the at

For my baby moms, I don't wan' be a
You feel that I ain't for my sons, tell me and I got 'em
But you have to tell me I need to put down this bottle
I pray to God that I ain't taking my papa
But that nigga out his cell, he need a second chance
And I can probably show him how to be a man
He to jail behind that money, I ain't know his plan
But no more, he won't be a dummy, throw him bands
But up, I need to thank my grandfather
He showed me how to fix them cars, now I can that rod now
Don't judge a nigga, since I moved from with him, it been hard,
From these streets, I ain't get nothin' but and some jail time

I wish I was somewhere it ain't no violence
But I've been totin' on pole every time that I roll
Tryna bust a head if he try me
At night I need someone on me just to hold me
But I was trying and I'm really of sayin' that
I'm tired of thuggin', now I'm tryna see the love at

Fresh up out a cell, where bag at?
I was flying, but now I need to land at
I took a loss, but now I'm where the chance at
But I'm a boss, you some help and I can hand that