Luyện nghe bài hát Eyebrows Down

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 block got it's eyebrows down, ya me?

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

I'm still back for the first damn
So grab a hold of your seats while I your mind
And take you to when I dropped down from heaven
And I came out my moms and had a mic as my fucking
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 my first rhyme
rapping became one of my favorite pastimes
Every where I went spitting and babbling
Showing my ass, growing up then started
From one city to the next, landed in the ATL
Where the pimps and the players
I made a tape, did shows and got
And learning as my black ass got older
No matter what I just kept at my
I mistakes but stayed sharper then a Ginsu blade

It clean in these streets, it's mean 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?

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

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

It ain't in these 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 it's eyebrows down, ya me?

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

Age eighteen, I'm strugglin', just to
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 I'm in they 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 did shit and they was taking too long
So three years went past, and I enough cash
To make my own 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
went on to sell fifty, put the cash in my hand
All the companies bite me, but I chose Def Jam
And the main reason I made it and I love the A-town
Was 'cause the block had its eye 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 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 these
Glocks up, hats down, fiends in streets
So please pay attention when you're around
'Cause the block got it's eyebrows down, ya me?