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 somewhere to at
I took a loss, but now I'm where the chance at
But I'm a boss, you need some help and I can hand

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

DaDa, how my son approach me, I'ma out
Bitch, I be that nigga knock your out
Ride with them killers with them while the cops out
You stuntin' for them hoes? We go to hittin', make sure they get
'Cause you how we get down
No outsiders, only family 'round
I'm with that shit, been filled with shit since I was 20
And I'm a gangster, me mad and I won't turn down
My mama said if I won't last, I to slow it down
I my mama, "Motherfuck it, I'm dyin' 'bout it"
Them niggas play with us, ain't no surrender, I'm 'bout it
No hidin' 'bout it, bangin' like Lil 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 world, I'll book you for (Where you at?)
I had to my son don't pee while you inside the tub
I'm from that North and I remember just how it was
Shawty, she gon' Magnolia shake and I that
Bounce that ass, patty cake in the middle the slums,
Jaws lockin', molly all a nigga gums, yeah
no stoppin', on bottom that chopper, we got them drums, yeah
Look, I'm fresh up out a cell, that bag at?
I was flying, but now I somewhere to land at
I took a loss, but now I'm lookin' where the at
But I'm a boss, you need some and I can hand that

I wish I was somewhere it ain't no violence
But I've totin' on that 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 where the at

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

I wish I was somewhere where it no violence
But I've been totin' on that pole every time I roll
Tryna bust a head if he try me
At night I someone on side me just to hold me
But I was trying and I'm really tired of that
I'm tired of thuggin', now I'm see where the love at

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