Luyện nghe bài hát Where Ya From [Album Version]

Yeah, in ya area
in ya area
About to 'cause mass

Yo, ashes to ashes big gats to
I put it to you while 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 fifth cat
I it down blow a round at your baseball cap
Pee, Niggas saying damn why I be like
Listen close you can learn from it, real black

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

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

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

Like stone to glass I they raggedy ass
South waivin' my motherfuckin' soldier rag
A illustration of my brutal lifestyle
Ten made a lot of niggas buck wild

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

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

Feel my though, you don't to get filled up with holes
Moms out surgery cards blowing her nose
Wipin' her tears 'cause somethin' on your top got
Should have brought wit you what you loaned on the block

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

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

Don't get shot, bleedin' to death hops
I pop canners off leave a nigga head
A maverick my H K will work
You'll find yourself in the O R for talkin' that

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

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

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

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

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

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