Luyện nghe bài hát Hillside

Thus topic of news right now surveillance
Captured a terrifying at a store in Vallejo

Ridin through the turf, on
You know I stay strapped, a magazine
Put it to your face, a magazine
I stay on the case, cause I'm from
Nigga I'm Hillside
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E
I'm from Hillside
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E

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H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E
M.A.G.A.Z.I.N.E. Vallejo, my city
No pity, for a sucka be no sissy
Motherfuckers smoke weed like a hippy, get tipsy, like Wine-O's, whisky
Country ass city boys with rifles bring the ruckus
Beverly big old corn-fed motherfuckers
What'cha mean my nigga, got every narcotic in the world for
I ain't Wayne Brady but let's make a
Like Drew Carey, mane the price is
I got pills, trees and that white white
The Hillside, have have heart
Just like the Watts column we got the walk
That's the hood like John Davidson Park
Cutlass Oldsmobile cruisers and larks
Posted with thumps oversize guns
Me and my potnas my brothers and my

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Uhh!
When I was a young cope a lion though a young cat baby
Money and muscle in the struggle, turf wars not tug-a-war
Shootouts, speeds, on top of the roof and trees
On the side of the house with cages, rifles and
Back then it to be pagers not Wi-fi and 4G
When I was me and my crew went half on a key
Now I'm making more in a day and my momma making a
Jewelry, clothes, new shoes on my
Having my cabbage hella slap a laffish trunk full of
Roofers, tweeters and horns, doing fuckin job
Getting em up thrown em, bobbing and beastin'
Nickeling up with in the middle of the street in
Earning my strips and medal no process gold
Pickos in the summer, even when it ain't
I my H in the sky, everywhere I go makes you wide
If they ask you where I'm from, tell em

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Alhambra, Beverly Drive, La
Earl Street, Carmel, Court, Wilshire
Hollywood Ave, Volute, Street rolling
of my cash yolkin, punching the gas smokin'
... parking my car in the feeling good
Sitting on top of the hood be flicking and serving knocks pushing bags, giving love juh
24 hour shift and grittin all day
7-11 turf for a lil warmed up in the microwave
for life, always been about my bread
Look up to Alick, Rick Young, Too-Shay, Ju Ju and OG
Jon Jon and Robert Craig, Victor, and Tyrone and em
Miss Smith and Smurf, Jimmy Blackman and all of them
See the spot right here, used to be Mr. Jimmy's
Why give a Wine-O a dollar to buy a for me?
Around the from the Travelodge and Mickey D
You 'lible to find me at the Kit-Way Bowling
BEATCH!