Luyện nghe bài hát Hillside

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

Ridin through the turf, on
You I stay strapped, with a magazine
Put it to face, like a magazine
I stay on the case, I'm from Magazine
Nigga I'm Hillside
H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E
I'm from Hillside
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 can't be no sissy
Motherfuckers smoke weed like a hippy, get tipsy, like Wine-O's, whisky
Country ass city with honey rifles bring the ruckus
Beverly big old corn-fed motherfuckers
What'cha mean my nigga, got narcotic in the world for sale
I ain't Wayne but let's make a deal
Like 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 kidney
That's the hood landmark like Davidson Park
Cutlass Oldsmobile thangs cruisers and
Posted with ginormous oversize guns
Me and my my brothers and my cousins

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Uhh!
When I was a young cope a lion a young cat baby buffler
Money and born 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, and 223's
Back then it to be pagers not Wi-fi and 4G
When I was seventeen me and my went half on a key
Now I'm making more in a day and my making a week
Jewelry, clothes, new shoes on my
my cabbage hella slap a laffish trunk full of prop
Roofers, and horns, doing they fuckin job
em up thrown em, bobbing and weaving beastin'
Nickeling up with OG's in the of the street in
Earning my and medal no process Zurich-est gold
Pickos in the summer, even when it cold
I throw my H in the sky, everywhere I go makes you
If ask you where I'm from, tell em Hillside

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Alhambra, Beverly Drive, La
Earl Street, Carmel, Didion Court,
Hollywood Ave, Volute, Magazine Street
Half of my yolkin, punching the gas smokin'
... parking my car in the grass feeling
Sitting on top of the hood be flicking and serving knocks pushing bags, them love juh
24 shift and grittin everyday all day
7-11 for even a lil warmed up in the microwave
Hillside for life, always been my bread
Look up to Alick, Young, Too-Shay, Ju Ju and OG Nitch
Jon Jon and Robert Craig, Victor, and Tyrone and em
Miss Smith and Loney Smurf, Jimmy Blackman and all of
See the right here, this used to be Mr. Jimmy's
Why give a Wine-O a to buy a beer for me?
Around the corner the Travelodge and Mickey D
You 'lible to find me at the Kit-Way Bowling
BEATCH!