Luyện nghe bài hát From The Streets

10]
Yo, this one goin out to everybody in every
Turn it up and just so we make sure it bumpin

is for the straight thugged-out, the low ride pro's
Triple o.g.'s the hot six fo's
Go ballers, bangin six gears
Three felons with the tattooed tears
For all the homies out there cook it up good
so up they project a neighborhood
Whether peruvian or ghetto d
Won't you bust a kid and sell a ounce for me
I'm from the ghetto so the hoodrats gettin
criminals, robbers and the pit bulls squabblers
Puttin down thousands till there ain't nothin
real street riders, let em roll to the death
I fly shit so I scramble for the pay
Rather hustle homeboy, then gangbang
Was down the truce in nine-deuce though I looted
It's the y2k and I'm still khacki-suited, you thought?

Chorus: 10
From the streets, the streets, from the streets
Tell em I'm from!
the streets
I represent where I'm from and I'm as they come

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I'm like hot boys, got cash money and hot toys
Plus them automatic things to make the pop
For haters that resent me, jealous evidently
Cause I flow through the city in a drop top
But hustlas like me, just to the grind
Pay you no mind and keep the off my nine
I ain't about you busters, we ain't scared to kill
I was before rap, I'm a street nia for real
So check my resume and tell me it say
I'm the same mack from the block known for yay
I claim the turf and bang the hood a b.g.
Now I'm eight figures up, and you see me it's tv
Mack ain't getting caught up in charged murder one
When you got loose you don't do it, you simply get it
Now who wanna test and try push mack
Get this rap twisted and get your dome pushed back, huh? ?

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Back to them o.g. gangsta for life critic
See I'm bangin inglewood city kids
If rap fail I'm back to cuttin chunks
Pushin work the hood from down south to the bronx
Nan they trip if want to and get cheap thrills
Only mc with skills but not an mc kills
And when the kick I smash the letter pay the note
say hoe if ya love mack one-oh
Killas on my a chain of command
But my neighbors don't think I'm a family man, ha
I know sometime they wonder when the six four
Hair braided, tatted up and I wear my pants
Every room in my house stay flooded heat
Livin in the hills but I got tied to the street
Ain't shit about me change worldwide, I'm
I'm hoo-bangin now but I'm still connected, you know? ?

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