Luyện nghe bài hát Come Back to the Streets

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

Even when I'm not there and I'm here air
off the plane from Spain and uh
Back to 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 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 a couple trips to the islands
Now I'm known
Had to another switch with
My got the international phone

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

These boys is characters
Too imagination
Just a little too much from the maker
know Cham can erase them

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

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

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

Phantom of the pass 'em by your 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 ain't the only universal about me
Come back to the streets, come to the streets

And gimmick rappers focus
of these jokers is chokers
But I even play poker
Pull 'em your cheesy lookin' posters

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

They callin' me, come back to the
They callin' me, callin' me
They 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 I'll be
I got the streets on lock and I'm my key
back to the streets, come back to the streets

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

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

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

let the black tux fool ya
I am not the one
I come out the suit Clark Kent
To sure your done

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

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

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

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