Luyện nghe bài hát Come Back to the Streets

Come to the streets
back to the streets
Come back to, back to
Come back to the streets,

Even I'm not there and I'm here like air
off the plane from Spain and uh
Back to playin' the rap game, it's yours
Come on, say it me, Chamillitary mayne

You worry 'bout you while you worry 'bout me
At the top of the charts is where you that I'll be
I got the on lock and I'm insertin' my key
Come back to the streets, come back to the

Had to make a couple to the islands
Now I'm known
Had to make another with
My provider got the phone

Had to add a bit to the rider
First have I asked to be flown
And keep callin' me
Tellin' me get back in zone

These boys is characters
Too much
Just a little too much animation from the
They Cham can erase them

all over the world
And my is
Y'all less
ain't experienced shit

I grabbed the Grammy, I the one
Got plenty strikes, way more some
Hush your mouth, please hold your
No could ever slow my run

When it to rappin' I'm the coldest one
Put my hand in the air and I the sun
Got the plaque, not the golden one
And I look at y'all like I ya, uh

Been a boss, win cars
Pull up I bet ya menopause
Yea menopause like drawers
Yea I bet I ya how to kill that noise

Phantom of the opera 'em by your copper
In the new Phantom, Phantom is a
I got a lot you mad 'cuz you are not the talk up in the streets
And mad you are not, uh

They say it's got to be street, say it's got to be street
Don't go commercial Koopa, got to be street
Major label the only thing universal about me
Come back to the streets, back to the streets

And gimmick rappers focus
Most of jokers is chokers
But I don't even play
'em down your cheesy lookin' posters

They look up to me like a
I down on 'em like the curb
My movement lookin' like it's
Your look like a

callin' me, come back to the streets
They callin' me, they me
callin' me, come back to the streets
They callin' me, they callin' me,

You worry 'bout you while you worry 'bout me
At the top of the charts is where you know that be
I got the streets on lock and I'm my key
Come back to the streets, come back to the

Yea, the life I is just like a movie
Every corporation, they sue me
people be tryin' glue me
Till they side try stick it to me

Lucky for me I got the
Not black and decker but its I bet ya
Stay in the streets, do that for
So paper they ask to measure

When the ruler or moula
Is to ya don't interrupt
Middle up on the ceiling
Somebody eff you up

Don't let the tux fool ya
I am not the one
I come out the suit like Clark
To make your done

ain't real
Rappers they fakers and
They in the winter
Then Jamaican in the summer

Flippin' with and Straw
You know they ain't some gunnaz
Personal trainers that'll brang a thangs
And you a runner

Gotta like the that made this track
The producers who made ya
Some of you losers need to face the
Put up the deuce the ace is

Take out the you think are whack
Put in place of that
Watch how I 'em and take the plaques
Then I a case of bang bang