Luyện nghe bài hát Hillside

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

Ridin the turf, on Magazine
You know I stay strapped, with a
Put it to face, like a magazine
I stay on the case, I'm from Magazine
Nigga I'm from
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E
Nigga I'm from
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E

1:]
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E
M.A.G.A.Z.I.N.E. Vallejo, California my
No pity, for a can't be no sissy
Motherfuckers smoke weed like a hippy, get tipsy, like Wine-O's, whisky
Country ass boys with honey rifles bring the ruckus
Beverly big old corn-fed motherfuckers
What'cha my nigga, got every narcotic in the world for sale
I ain't Wayne Brady but make a deal
Like Drew Carey, the price is right
I got pills, trees and that white white
The Hillside, money have heart
Just like the column we got the kidney walk
the hood landmark like John Davidson Park
Cutlass Oldsmobile thangs and larks
Posted with thumps oversize guns
Me and my potnas my and my cousins

2:]
Uhh!
When I was a young a lion though a young cat baby buffler
Money and born in the struggle, turf wars not tug-a-war
Shootouts, high speeds, on top of the and trees
On the side of the house cages, rifles and 223's
then it used to be pagers not Wi-fi and 4G
When I was seventeen me and my crew half on a key
Now I'm making more in a day and my momma a week
Jewelry, clothes, new shoes on my
Having my cabbage hella slap a laffish trunk full of
Roofers, tweeters and horns, doing fuckin job
em up thrown em, bobbing and weaving beastin'
Nickeling up with in the middle of the street in
Earning my strips and no process Zurich-est gold
Pickos in the summer, even when it ain't
I throw my H in the sky, everywhere I go you wide
If they ask you where I'm from, tell em

3:]
Alhambra, Beverly Drive, La
Street, Carmel, Didion Court, Wilshire
Hollywood Ave, Volute, Magazine Street
of my cash yolkin, punching the gas smokin'
... parking my car in the grass good
Sitting on top of the hood be and serving knocks pushing bags, giving them love juh
24 hour and grittin everyday all day
7-11 turf for a lil warmed up in the microwave
Hillside for life, always about my bread
Look up to Alick, Rick Young, Too-Shay, Ju Ju and OG
Jon Jon and Robert Craig, Victor, Cook and and em
Smith and Loney Smurf, Jimmy Blackman and all of them
See the spot here, this used to be Mr. Jimmy's
Why give a a dollar to buy a beer for me?
the corner from the Travelodge and Mickey D
You 'lible to find me at the Kit-Way Bowling
BEATCH!