Luyện nghe bài hát Eyebrows Down

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

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

I'm still back for the first time
So grab a hold of your while I open your mind
And take you back to when I 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 in my eyes you'd see the future of a real MC
And at the age of nine I wrote my rhyme
Soon rapping became one of my favorite
Every that I went spitting and babbling
Showing my ass, up then started traveling
From one city to the next, Luda in the ATL
Where the and the players dwell
I a tape, did shows and got exposure
And kept as my black ass got older
No matter what I just at my trade
I mistakes but stayed sharper then a Ginsu blade

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

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

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

It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in streets
Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets
So please pay attention when you're coming
'Cause the block got it's 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 was Cris Luva Luva
Late nights I'm in studio and using 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 was taking too long
So years went past, and I saved enough cash
To my own record label and put myself on blast
The album was independent, it was just for the
I a one thousand copies in my first fuckin' week
Then went on to sell fifty, put the in my hand
All the record companies bite me, but I 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 attention when you're around
'Cause the block got eyebrows down, ya heard me?

It ain't clean in these streets, it's mean in these
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?