Luyện nghe bài hát Zone 3

64
Welcome, welcome,

[Verse 1: Curry]
is dedicated
To the of my niggas, them
of them victimized because the daily grind
Crackers be bamming and them
to the county
Face on the pavement
Blackland, Carol
My visual the same shit
Still the same little going to the candy lady
25 for that cup
Crackers be thinking they
Just post in the Charger they are ready to jump
Jump out the jumper, no pulling gun out
You better be the other way

Throw out the fire, get by the nine
Run through alley ways all in Bay
real in the field, either kill or be killed
Like BG so got a grip on the tec
my nigga, Chynaman, took my nigga, PJ
And Trayvon, hot damn, who next on a white
Born and raised on the 3
right by the 199
Pull out the stick if you 'bout life
Seen niggas from the Four be that iron
Run down, catch a by sundown
Or downtown when he the shit is serene
Got that boy they shot that boy

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

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