Luyện nghe bài hát Come Back to the Streets

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

Even when I'm not there and I'm here air
Fresh off the plane from and uh
to playin' the rap game, it's yours truly
Come on, say it with me, mayne

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

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

Had to add a little bit to the
class have I asked to be flown
And keep callin' me
me get back in your zone

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

Traveled all over the
And my is
experience less
Y'all ain't experienced

I grabbed the Grammy, I the one
Got strikes, way more than some
your mouth, please hold your tongue
No obstacle could 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 I told ya, uh

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

Phantom of the opera pass 'em by copper
In the new Phantom, is a dropper
Cash I got a lot you mad 'cuz you are not the talk up in the
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 ain't the only universal about me
Come to the streets, come back to the streets

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rappers ain't
they fakers and frontas
They Caucasian in the
Then turn Jamaican in the

with Pitman and Straw
You they ain't just some gunnaz
Personal trainers that'll brang a thangs
And make you a

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

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