Luyện nghe bài hát Zone 3

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Welcome, welcome,

[Verse 1: Curry]
This is
To the of my niggas, them
Most of them victimized because the grind
Crackers be and sending them
Down to the
Face on the pavement
Blackland, Carol
My visual the same shit
Still the same little niggas to the candy lady
25 for frozen cup
Crackers be thinking trapping
Just post in the until they are ready to jump
Jump out the jumper, no your gun out
You better be the other way

out the fire, get caught by the nine
Run through ways all in Cherry Bay
It's real in the field, kill or be killed
BG so they got a grip on the tec
Took my nigga, Chynaman, my nigga, PJ
And Trayvon, hot damn, who on a white tee?
Born and raised on the 3
right by the 199
Pull out the if you 'bout that life
Seen from the Four be toting that iron
Run down, a nigga by sundown
Or downtown when he think the shit is
Got that boy when they that boy

Then they put him in the when they slide by the Beanz
Swerve, soon as I peel off the
Burn the then a nigga hide
Take 27? Nah nigga, fuck
take that chance on the I-95
Bumping that sickest shit with the spit
And a 666 with a twist and
If you survive drive-by
They'll leave you with nubs like the Girls
I get so high, so high
Until I see the of God
Welcome to Florida
Let that AK rip on the damn squad

Bitch, I'm from that Zone Three, Three
Zone Three, Zone
Zone Three, Zone
Blackland, CC
That Zone Three, Zone
Zone Three, Zone
Three, Zone Three
Blackland, CC
That Three, Zone Three
Three, Zone Three
Zone Three, Zone
Blackland, CC
That Zone Three, Three
Zone Three, Zone
Zone Three, Zone
Blackland, CC, bitch
Bitch nigga, nigga, bitch nigga, bitch nigga
Hashtag bitch (x3)