Luyện nghe bài hát Detroit

"7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile"

In Detroit, hungry, trying to hussle
In Detroit, nobodys got a deal with
In Detroit, you'll be lucky if your not a of a shooting
In Detroit, crack-head zombies prostituting
In Detroit, the underground rap don't get played on the airwaves
Unless, pull or push, men got
In Detroit - bitch, you aint even Detroit
Fuck rap, 7 mile is where the hustlers at
In Detroit, ain't no freestylin, ain't no time for that
Got twenty-fours on the Regal and I'm grindin
Detroit, my name
In Detroit, it's
In Detroit, don't no hoe games they'll blow out your brains.

In Detroit, you can catch me on 7
In Detroit, the bitches and niggas, they live wild
In Detroit, you find the dope game is shitty
In Detroit, the bitches show assholes and titties
In Detroit, where the niggas and bitches, build cars
In Detroit, we got hoodrats and ghetto
In Detroit, we ain't taking no shit from
In Detroit, we got Sammy the Bulge and John
In Detroit, we got and players, hoes and macks
In Detroit, we ride Regals, Chevys, and
money by the stack from the rap for the crack
In Detroit, its that, liquor stores for the blunt and
In Detroit, we got arabs that look like Bin
In Detroit, we got bitches and niggas stay plottin
In Detroit, we rottin, forgive but not forgotten
Potatoes au gratin, come close and catch a hot one

In Detroit, you can be a victim of the
In Detroit, got rock than heavy metal
In Detroit, bitches slide down the butt-naked
In Detroit, some real and some fake it, snake it
In Detroit, mu'fuckas just they make it
In Detroit, I take it, so I just wanna break shit
got some winners, Detroit got some losers
Detroit got the dope-dealers and drug-abusers
And I be the rabbit-killer, the killer who rabbit
In Detroit they bust automatics at park addicts
8 mile in Detroit, you hate my style
Soopa Villain in Detroit, I'm at the top of the

In Detroit, got the fix for you who broke
In Detroit, we got the weed, speed, raw, and
In Detroit, where the bums will rush ass
the little old ladies do the hundred-yard dash
In Detroit, where the bitches look as Hell
But if you slap that up, you gotta go to jail
In Detroit, we got the space-age
Nigga, check my statistics, my is unlisted
In Detroit, you got to be fly as Hell
With your attitude shitty like your shit smell
In Detroit, aim big ya got east to
North end to the end, and to southwest
And don't forget the HP and ass hamtraning
I'm 'bout Detroit, understand it, God damn it
And if you dont know the I called off
You probably a weak-ass from the burbs, extra soft.