Luyện nghe bài hát Canal Street

[Intro:
Aiyo, ya'll right? (professionals) Aight
None of that shit, neithers, nigga, it's broad day (immediatly, nigga)
(What the fuck nigga talking bout?) Word up, the is over there,
Nigga, go
(Have I ever fronted on you nigga? Yo, you grab the three him,
You the heatholders)
Yeah, we got the big jewelry in the window (you the watches, nigga)
You seen that shit? You seen that other (You better come out and
Do something, nigga)
Right, good, that's me right there, aiyo you, everybody come out
All you do is just come with the bricks, son
I got a big brick in the muthafucking bag, nigga
that, just smash the shit out
Bout four-five niggas gon' spit it -
Move! Let's go. police, on son! They right down the block, nigga
Ya'll got that? You the train station, one son (Good!)

All of our is bank robbers, holding techs
Eighths of heroin, in the steps
In the 60's, was poor, check the revelation
Now we six fifties in the snow
AK's, AR's, jaws, say ours
Wirecell frames in the rain, Marvin on
Goose on, stuck in the huddle, trynna transform
Every gram to a sandstorm
Fly through my you live, make a bitch stop
your shit cocked, yo, niggas might dive on you
All we wear is Filas, Guess, fronts, beehives
Bally sneakers, big jewels,

[Chorus:
to slinging every 45 minutes
G's fleeing, fiends is in the OD'ing
The drugs is in the ground, burners on the side of our
It's gonna happen so you know we low
Yeah, can't sell in here, yup, I it
Yeah, can't tell in here, they won't niggas
a lifestyle, the holders with the drugs is dreaded
Just a day to get wiped out

Broad day jungle, living the rodents
The run through, blow a bag and hunt you
Always flaky, calluses my mans
Come through the avenue, Swiss cheese
Blood flood the hall, every head'll drop
in the Maybach, switch the station
These rap niggas is wash, 'em on the pole, no head
top, handcuff with a gosha
We than the Spanglers Rep Posse squad that's dangerous
Take it back to the Lee's and
Take what we want, explain
for my kitchen knives, reigns and the fifths are stainless
Gun down trooper, grenade your coupe up
Plain and simple is poo-putt
Fuck with my crew, what? Either you or you cut
Real nigga to real nigga, man, you how we get down, man