Luyện nghe bài hát Miami Shit

Mr. 3, yeah, 0, yeah, 5

Hop in the bucket and ass
'em, hop in the bucket and haul ass
Fuck 'em, hop in the and haul ass
Fuck 'em, hop in the and haul ass

This to them boys on way to Tennessee
Listenin' to M.J.G, breakin' dem and 8-balls
Be careful with them ki's, hesitate to squeeze
Watch out for them 'coz they hate y'all

Bank accounts overseas, when them Feds for me
All gon' find is CD's, no weight, dog
But wait, dog Pit is back, bigger, badder, stronger
alright, you can hate, dog

But don't be if a chico do you like Nicholas Cage
And blow your 'Face Off'
Who the fuck face off?
'Coz I'm and ready to cock, aim and bang

the world what it means to be born and raised
In the home of the K's, that's the of Dade
Well, they used to shoot straight phase, now they shoot
So if they kick in door, I suggest you do what they say

These are the facts of life minus three bitches
They rap no more, all they do is snitchin'
I went no pot to piss in
To gettin' taught how to up a pot in the kitchen, listen

Cook, cook, whip, whip, chop, chop, oh
Hear the shots, don't look, stop, drop,
Hit the block, tell them stop, cock, go
Used to be my life but not no

Fuck 'em, hop in the and haul ass
Fuck 'em, hop in the and haul ass
Fuck 'em, hop in the bucket and ass
'em, hop in the bucket and haul ass

Take my clip to a banana click
Now that's some Miami
Give me your big old with a ton of bricks
Now that's Miami shit

on 22's, 24's, 26
Now that's some shit
That's right, that's what, that's right, what
That's right, I'm from Miami,

I eat, sleep, shit, rap
See 745 LI, yeah, I bought that
They thought but I thought that
'em a brick, bakin' soda and a peaka and it's brought back

Pyrex to be exact, I bring it
How you want it, from the or the microwave?
How you want it, high yellow or light
Or that Method Man, I got 'em fiendin' with they pipes out

Let's ride, I done on them days
When they used to tourists everyday in Dade
That's how JT got his name
Miami, all it is tons of cocaine

This is we grew up and learned to do
These teach you 'bout a bird or two
Keep actin' these boys won't murder you
Now the sun ain't the only thing burnin' you

where the bitches go two ways
Niggas love gun and a triangle equals a one way
If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout you from Dade
If you don't welcome to where I've been raised

Welcome to rappin' raised the
to rappin' raised Magic City
Welcome to rappin' raised 305, of Dade
Let's

Hop in the bucket and ass
Step on the gas, on the gas
'em, hop in the bucket and haul ass
Step on the gas, on the gas

my banana clip to a banana click
Now that's some Miami
Give me your big old shit with a ton of
Now that's some shit

on 22's, 24's, 26
Now some Miami shit
That's right, that's what, that's right, what
That's right, I'm Miami, bitch