Luyện nghe bài hát Where Ya From [Album Version]

Yeah, in ya area
in ya area
About to mass hysteria

Yo, ashes to ashes big gats to
I put it to you clear you cats talkin' riddles
Snake and buck at me, if you did I'd say you got
Trained to through land to get muddy

Ayo, blood rap, survival of the style cat
I puts it blow a round at your baseball cap
Pee, saying damn why I be like that
close you can learn from it, it's real black

Gangsta shit makes the world
If eight was all make a nigga wanna gain weight
Fat belly black D O G
And I'm a thug for young niggas thuggin' for me

Ayo, fuck you at kid, it's where you from
'Cause where we from niggas pack but the big guns
To all my Queens Duns, Niggas who drugs
To all the housing projects who rep for hood

Live and direct from the south to stereo
Prepare for and dumpin' okay player here we go
Strapped with infrared raps when I hit the
the wack into pieces when I hit the track

Like to glass I shatter they raggedy ass
South style waivin' my soldier rag
A hard illustration of my brutal
Memphis Ten made a lot of niggas wild

The to all evil daily I chase it
it on weed and drink then hustle to replace it
It's hard from the start I lay my head
We get rowdy and bust shots we raise the dead

Yo, where you at kid, it's where you from
where we from niggas pack nothing but the big guns
To all my gold grill and my trail niggas
South to east we it hard for them real niggas

Feel my though, you want to get filled up with holes
Moms filling out surgery blowing her nose
Wipin' her tears 'cause somethin' on top got shot
Should brought alone wit you what you loaned on the block

Fuck, leavin' without it dunn I'd get knocked
Charged with a ten body for a nigga get
For a ass bitch, fuck that little whore
though she get my dick harder than the parole board

Stick and move, slide in, out big guns
Mack Milly prepare to mob you steel
Connected with Eightball Dunn so the drilly
Out to take it all if you wit me feel me

get yourself shot, bleedin' to death hops
I pop canners off leave a nigga head
A maverick my H K will work
You'll find in the O R for talkin' that shit

Street justice I tip the scale cousin
I hold more weight you a no name nigga frontin'
Get your lets treat it like a contest
And we can dance till one of us drop from hit

Murda Muzik my life influenced it
It's so real bredren I wouldn't it I rep it
A renegade your top like devil spring
Vigilante niggas know the song I

It go, fuck where you at kid, where you from
where we from niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
No mistakes for the no escape
Chop them boys up and puttin' it in their

Fuck where you at kid, it's where you
'Cause where we niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
To all my ice niggas one
To all my dunns tryin' to get the up out of the sprungs

Fuck where you at kid, where you from
'Cause where we from niggas nothin' but the big guns
To all my Duns, Niggas who pump drugs
To all the projects who rep for they hood

Fuck where you at kid, it's where you
'Cause where we from niggas pack but the big guns
To all my grill niggas and my trail niggas
South to east we it hard for them real niggas
South to east we keep it hard for real niggas