Luyện nghe bài hát Come Back to the Streets

Come to the streets
Come back to the
Come to, come back to
back to the streets, Chamillionaire

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

You should worry 'bout you while you worry me
At the top of the charts is where you that I'll be
I got the streets on 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 internationally
Had to make another with
My provider got the international

Had to add a bit to the rider
First class have I asked to be
And they keep me
Tellin' me get back in your

These is cartoon characters
Too much
a little too much animation from the maker
They know Cham can erase

Traveled all over the
And my is
experience less
Y'all experienced shit

I grabbed the Grammy, I the one
Got plenty strikes, way than some
your mouth, please hold your tongue
No obstacle could ever my run

it come to rappin' I'm the coldest one
Put my in the air and I froze the sun
Got the platinum plaque, not the one
And I at y'all like I told ya, uh

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

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

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

And rappers they focus
of these jokers is chokers
But I don't even play
Pull 'em down your cheesy posters

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

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

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

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

for me I got the tooley
Not and decker but its black I bet ya
in the streets, do that for pleasure
So much paper they ask to

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

Don't let the black tux ya
I am not the one
I come out the suit Clark Kent
To make sure done

ain't real
Rappers fakers and frontas
They in the winter
turn Jamaican in the summer

Flippin' with Pitman and
You they ain't just some gunnaz
Personal trainers that'll brang a couple
And you a runner

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

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