Luyện nghe bài hát So Trill

Artist: David
Song: So
Album: Album

Bread and water..This what it comes to

1]
I remember when kids got killed up in Pearl
Is it the end of the world? Grown men like bitches
Bitches actin' men, and it's all good
As long as all these records keep
Niggaz time cut so these keep tellin'
Yall know it right..
And I ain't for these hoes
Is this the part when my God back and starts throwin' elbows?
Man these children gone astray, and no in the home
So they turn to gun play, or they just gay
Half-bit like they rich broke, niggaz sweet
So I sit, in a lac and smoke,stayin' down in the street
Vernon Georgetown in the hills
The and the boys in Hattiesburg so trill
The delta and coast, the queens is what I
But these kids in the south is what a nigga love the

Damn, the kids is a nigga loves most
Fuck, so trill..

2x]
I grab a pen and pad and try to you how I feel
And scream to the lord so trill (so trill)
It's hard in the south when you try to a mill'
And scream to the it's so trill (so trill)

2]
I remember when the twin fell
Did the in the G know, or just didn't tell?
I ain't forgot about Gore, and trick ass ballots
tossed around in the mix like a salad
Or a in the Bush
Or a brother up in tryna give a big push
Yall try to praise God now
He been from the jump, i'ma crunk
Quick to pull the sawed pump, skull and bones yall can me
I'ma G, and the is gon' feel me
Bet you neva thought the truth would come straight from the of Mississippi
So keep pushin'..
We some big ones,life would street, man we all on a

2x]
I grab a pen and pad and try to you how I feel
And scream to the lord so trill (so trill)
hard in the south when you try to stack a mill'
And scream to the it's so trill (so trill)

3]
This for my in the pen and my thugs on the county farms
If it's war then I swear i'm raise them arms
And come and getcha, me a kite...
And I promise that I'll write ya back or smoke a fat in ya name
I no bitch or no hoe or no trick
Tryna ride a nigga dick just to a quick hit
I ain't writin' love songs for prissy
I make songs for the queens who sight in the hood
Mayne i made some bullshit but good
And if ya see me then you see this across my chest
I pray to God, let my do the rest
I pray to God, let my spirit do the

until fade]
I grab a pen and pad and try to tell you how I
And scream to the lord so trill (so trill)
It's hard in the south you try to stack a mill'
And to the lord it's so trill (so trill)