Luyện nghe bài hát Eyebrows Down

It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in streets
Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these
So please pay attention when coming around
'Cause the block got it's down, ya heard me?

It ain't clean in these streets, mean in these streets
Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these
So please pay attention when you're coming
'Cause the block got it's down, ya heard me?

I'm still back for the damn time
So grab a hold of your while I open your mind
And take you back to when I dropped down from
And I came out my moms and had a mic as my weapon
When I was three I was just a G
But if you looked in my eyes see the future of a real MC
And at the age of nine I my first rhyme
Soon rapping one of my favorite pastimes
Every where that I spitting and babbling
Showing my ass, growing up then traveling
From one to the next, Luda landed in the ATL
Where the pimps and the dwell
I a tape, did shows and got exposure
And kept learning as my ass got older
No matter what I just kept at my
I made mistakes but stayed sharper then a blade

It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in streets
Glocks up, hats down, fiends in these
So please pay attention when you're around
'Cause the block got it's down, ya heard me?

It ain't clean in these streets, it's in these streets
Glocks up, hats down, in these streets
So please pay attention when you're around
'Cause the block got it's down, ya heard me?

Age fourteen, my talent show a outta cage
I would of won but disqualified for jumping off
But I ain't care, this game has started to open it's arms
When I was at Banneker School pulling fire alarms
So I could get a crowd me, make a name for my block
told me "keep flowing," they ain't want me to stop
Was back when Big John was my human beat box
skip school, hit open campus and watch out for street cops
Now I'm known around the town as that nigga raps
From the hills that made to them G roll traps
And I was making demo's, perfecting the craft
And some said I wouldn't make it, would giggle and laugh
So I up a couple books by Donald Goins
Bout the business of this shit, how to a few coins
Before the age of eighteen, I was destined to it
My bank account read The Peace, incorporated

It clean in these streets, it's mean in these streets
Glocks up, down, fiends in these streets
So please pay attention when you're coming
'Cause the block got it's down, ya heard me?

It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in streets
Glocks up, hats down, in these streets
So pay attention when you're coming around
'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?

Age eighteen, I'm strugglin', to survive
But got a gig for change at 97.5
Now I'm rapping on the radio, their numbers
Still but alias was Cris Luva Luva
Late nights I'm in they studio and they tools
Me and Puma weed and breaking all of their rules
And I was krunk, all the big was hearing my songs
But nobody did shit and they was taking too
So three years went past, and I enough cash
To make my own record label and put myself on
The was independent, it was just for the streets
I sold a one thousand in my first fuckin' week
Then went on to fifty, put the cash in my hand
All the record bite me, but I chose Def Jam
And the main reason I made it and I love the A-town
Was 'cause the had its eye brows down, ya heard me?

It ain't in these streets, it's mean in these streets
up, hats down, fiends in these streets
So please pay attention when you're coming
'Cause the got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?

It ain't clean in streets, it's mean in these streets
Glocks up, down, fiends in these streets
So please pay when you're coming around
the block got it's eyebrows down, ya heard me?