Luyện nghe bài hát Da Magnolia

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Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a
Niggas up bricks, niggas tryin' ta be rich
Dope ounce get hit, armed insists
wig get split, for ten G's of chips
It's where the dip through, enemies get you
you at tha second line, niggas'll flip you
Kids get outta school, they swingin' fists, too
Jump one of them children and they they clique, too
L.D. buckin' 'cuz T.C. ain't nothin'

Tha blues try ta hit ya and you had to druggin'
On New Year's, tha get shut out at six o'clock
Four or five in tha mornin' you gon' be gettin' shot
Niggas chopped, gettin' shot in tha crowd, bruh
deal gone bad, one of them cats was sour
Motherfuckers gettin' chopped up, and they a
Carbine aimed at your dome for powder
I'ma do like boy and hop in tha Eddie Bauer
Get off seventeen, and, nigga, I'ma

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Da
Home of tha
Da
Home of tha

Now where you from, motherfucker, where you
Where you from, motherfucker, where you
Where you from, motherfucker, where you
Where you from, motherfucker, you from?

Is ya ready for it? Better be
ya enter ya see a sign, say, "Soldiers bewarre"
And they be ragged up, dollar bagged up
Whole nickel tucked in tha back of his 'Baud
Well, aware on the route that he's duck
If somebody thinkin' jammin' him up
If a bitch with him, she be smart, or tough luck
'Cuz he gon' break and bust, she gon' be up

Mind your business is a code, too, I told
Ever since a was a million years old
Bein' a ballin shot is tha goal
I'll hospitalize in the roll
To make it there, you crazy, we take it there
You'll feel a steak, nigga, you medium-rare
All these wan' be tip-rats or tha man in charge
With tha AK-47, it'll you boys

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
of tha soldiers

Now you from, motherfucker, where you from?
you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, where you
Where you from, motherfucker, you from?

Clique up, up pistols, mask
Ride through, slow down, jump out,
Put fifty in your ass
linin' family scared
Go score, rock it, it, serve it
Got a deal for fifty, it
Mission, riches, switches
Twenty inches, bitches
All day, beaucoup, scuffle

huddle, AK muffled
Blood in puddles, scatter
Flying pieces of matter
Police don't probly won't know
Unless its they shit, don't know
it quiet, tell nobody
Start no and stay in silence
focus, stay off porches
Watch for roaches, carry

Da
Home of tha
Da
Home of tha

Da
of tha soldiers
Da
Home of tha

Now you from, motherfucker, where you from?
you from, motherfucker, where you from?
Where you from, motherfucker, you from?
you from, motherfucker, where you from?

Where you goin', motherfucker, where you
you from, motherfucker, where you from?
I where I'm goin' to tha fuckin' Magnolia
that there, yeah, yeah, yeah
it down, mm, hmm
it down, mm, hmm, mm, hmm
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