Luyện nghe bài hát Eyebrows Down

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

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

I'm still back for the first time
So grab a hold of your seats while I your mind
And take you to when I dropped down from heaven
And I out my moms and had a mic as my fucking weapon
When I was three I was a little G
But if you looked in my eyes see the future of a real MC
And at the age of nine I wrote my rhyme
rapping became one of my favorite pastimes
Every where I went spitting and babbling
Showing my ass, growing up started traveling
From one to the next, Luda landed in the ATL
Where the pimps and the players
I made a tape, did and got exposure
And kept as my black ass got older
No matter I just kept at my trade
I made mistakes but stayed sharper a Ginsu blade

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

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

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

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

It ain't clean in these streets, mean in these streets
Glocks up, hats down, in these streets
So please pay attention 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, increasing their
Still Ludacris but alias was Cris Luva
Late nights I'm in studio and using they tools
Me and Puma smoking and breaking all of their rules
And I was krunk, all the big wigs was my songs
But nobody did shit and was taking too long
So three years went past, and I enough cash
To make my own record label and put on blast
The album was independent, it was just for the
I sold a one copies in my first fuckin' week
Then went on to sell fifty, put the cash in my
All the companies bite me, but I chose Def Jam
And the main reason that I made it and I love the
Was 'cause the block had its eye down, ya heard me?

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

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