Luyện nghe bài hát Hillside

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

Ridin through the turf, on
You know I stay strapped, with a
Put it to your face, like a
I stay on the case, I'm from Magazine
I'm from Hillside
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E
Nigga I'm from
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, California my
No pity, for a sucka be no sissy
smoke weed like a hippy, get tipsy, like Wine-O's, stay whisky
Country ass city boys with honey rifles the ruckus
Hillbillies big old corn-fed motherfuckers
What'cha mean my nigga, got every in the world for sale
I ain't Wayne Brady but let's make a
Drew Carey, mane the price is right
I got pills, trees and that white white
The Hillside, have money heart
Just like the Watts column we got the walk
That's the hood like John Davidson Park
Oldsmobile thangs cruisers and larks
Posted with thumps ginormous guns
Me and my potnas my brothers and my

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Uhh!
When I was a cope a lion though a young cat baby buffler
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 used to be pagers not and 4G
When I was seventeen me and my went half on a key
Now I'm more in a day and my momma making a week
Jewelry, clothes, new shoes on my
my cabbage hella slap a laffish trunk full of prop
Roofers, tweeters and horns, they fuckin job
Getting em up thrown em, and weaving beastin'
up with OG's in the middle of the street in
Earning my strips and no process Zurich-est gold
Pickos in the summer, when it ain't cold
I throw my H in the sky, I go makes you wide
If they ask you where I'm from, em Hillside

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Alhambra, Beverly Drive, La
Earl Street, Carmel, Didion Court,
Hollywood Ave, Volute, Magazine rolling
Half of my yolkin, punching the gas smokin'
... parking my car in the feeling good
Sitting on top of the hood be flicking and serving knocks bags, giving them love juh
24 hour shift and grittin all day
7-11 for even a lil warmed up in the microwave
Hillside for life, always about my bread
up to Alick, Rick Young, Too-Shay, Ju Ju and OG Nitch
Jon Jon and Robert Craig, Victor, and Tyrone and em
Miss Smith and Loney Smurf, 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 corner from the and Mickey D
You 'lible to find me at the Kit-Way alley
BEATCH!