Luyện nghe bài hát Where Ya From

Yeah, infamous in ya
Eightball in ya
to 'cause mass hysteria

Yo, ashes to ashes big to little
I put it to you while you cats talkin' riddles
Snake and at me, if you did I'd say you got lucky
to tread through land to get muddy

Ayo, rap, survival of the fifth style cat
I puts it down blow a round at your cap
Pee, Niggas saying why I be like that
Listen close you can learn it, it's real black

Gangsta shit makes the rotate
If eight was all make a nigga wanna gain some
Fat black motherfuckin' D O G
And I'm a thug for them niggas thuggin' for me

Ayo, where you at kid, it's where you from
'Cause we from niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
To all my Duns, Niggas who pump drugs
To all the housing who rep for they hood

and direct from the south to your stereo
Prepare for and dumpin' okay player here we go
Strapped with infrared raps when I hit the
Crack the wack into pieces I hit the track

Like stone to glass I they raggedy ass
style waivin' my motherfuckin' soldier rag
A hard illustration of my lifestyle
Memphis Ten a lot of niggas buck wild

The to all evil daily I chase it
Blow it on weed and drink then hustle to it
It's hard from the start where I lay my
We get rowdy and bust till we raise the dead

Yo, where you at kid, it's where you from
'Cause where we from pack nothing but the big guns
To all my gold niggas and my trail niggas
South to we keep it hard for them real niggas

Feel my though, you don't to get filled up with holes
Moms filling out surgery cards her nose
Wipin' her tears somethin' on your top got shot
Should brought alone wit you what you loaned on the block

Fuck, leavin' it dunn I'd rather get knocked
Charged with a ten body for a nigga get
For a weak ass bitch, fuck little whore
Even though she get my harder than the parole board

Stick and move, slide in, out big guns
Mack Milly prepare to mob you steel
Connected Eightball Dunn so what's the drilly
Out to it all if you wit me then feel me

Don't get shot, bleedin' to death hops
I pop canners off leave a nigga head
A maverick my H K will magic
You'll find yourself in the O R for talkin' shit

Street justice I tip the scale cousin
I more weight you just a no name nigga frontin'
Get your lets treat it like a contest
And we can till one of us drop from being hit

Murda Muzik my street influenced it
It's so bredren I wouldn't test it I rep it
A renegade crack top like devil spring
Vigilante know the song I sing

It go, fuck where you at kid, it's where you
'Cause where we niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
No mistakes for the fake no
Chop them boys up and it in their face

Fuck you at kid, it's where you from
where we from niggas pack nothin' but the big guns
To all my ice niggas one
To all my dunns to get the fuck up out of the sprungs

Fuck where you at kid, it's you from
'Cause where we from pack nothin' but the big guns
To all my Queens Duns, who pump drugs
To all the housing projects who rep for they

Fuck where you at kid, it's where you
'Cause where we from niggas pack but the big guns
To all my gold grill and my trail niggas
South to east we it hard for them real niggas
South to east we keep it hard for them real