Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

Yeah, yeah, what the fuck I gotta about now?
Nigga you after weatherin' the storm
And comin' from the extremes I came
You think I'ma call all the way and get

Nah I'ma motherfuckin' win
Nigga if all this shit go out the right now man
I'm all too with this shit
My nigga I'm straight ya dig? Please believe shit man hey

You can the car, the clothes, the money and the hoes
gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto'
And I'm hey shawty, I'm straight

Hey you can keep the dancers and the
The plexers and the
Let me fill up my Impala, boy holla at my
And I'm straight hey I'm straight

I gotta of V's wit' the kits, MPV's on my wrist
A lot of glamour and glit's but I don't need that
My beginnin' was a humble one, a hustler son of one
Taught me how to number run, I went from to number one

Had a hundred ones, I a slab flipped another one
Sold my little three eighty and said I need another gun
The littlest in the trap, and got it like some bubblegum
Junkies on my stacks, sayin' I'm nuttin' but a young

Buck, say, What? Then he see me raise up
wanna see the little boy wit' nuts exchange
Old niggaz whole soon
'Cause I spray the nigga's face up
Wet the nigga the waist up

They try you once and you a fall
And tell 'em shaw' don't play wit 'em
I'm fourteen in the dope game and don't care of catchin' no case
You can sell to me, intentionally

Another that it's too late for
Hey wait bruh, bet any nigga from that?
Who it all the day
I bet he say he changed from

Hey you can keep the game and the fame, the haters and the
gimme some cocaine and some wood I can slang
And I'm straight hey, shawty I'm

Hey you can keep the and the clowns, the throne and the crown
Well-known in the town I'm holdin' it down
So I'm hey shawty I'm straight

now, now when I spit it, I spit it how I live it
Every verse I ever ya, it was fact, nothin' fiction
Livin' Legend no stuntin', no reppin'
You can check my track record, I'm highly

gangsta in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne
Ask Johnson, how many times he saw my face
For, here, pistol there,' 'violation here, violation here'
Betta ask Rank, I ran the jail when I was

I held it down, ever I go
When I'm in the A wit' the King, or in in the snow
I'ma pro, whether it's movin' snow or movin'
That's me and you, I can get it for the low

But that's nuttin', everybody say they story
Mine on King,' theirs is on 'Maury'
At the end of the day, it seems to go away
I guarantee The Heart of the Streetz you pray

You can the car, the clothes, the money and the hoes
gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto'
And I'm straight hey shawty, I'm

Hey you can keep the dancers and the
The and the poppers
Let me up my Impala, boy holla at my partners
And I'm straight hey I'm straight

bitch, I ride two seaters
It's a cold world, so I keep two
I'm straight, you betta ask
fact nigga you can just ask me me

A over aggressive, yeah, I just might be
But half the niggaz in the hood just me damn
You wonder why a talk eight balls all day?
You should try standin' wit' eight balls all day

Somebody pray for me, I know nothin' else
Why should I help you, when you ain't tryin' to yourself
I came in this game, fresh out the streets,
Who you kiddin' nigga, I put my life on these beats,

Fuck bein' broke, this a check
you mad at ya girl, ya betta check reality
Gotta crawl 'fore you walk, you gotta before you talk
Damn right they gon' hate, 'cause niggaz aren't straight

Hey you can keep the and the fame, the haters and the lames
Just gimme some and some wood I can slang
And I'm straight hey, I'm straight

Hey you can keep the clones and the clowns, the and the crown
Well in the town that I'm holdin' it down
So I'm straight hey I'm straight

Say what it do? Young Pimp C know I'm talkin 'bout?
Yeah, nigga want me to speak on some 'king' shit, know what I'm
On the cool y'know nigga T.I. jumped out there
Said he was the of the south

He ruffled a whole lotta feathers
But niggaz didn't really understand the nigga was talkin 'bout
and uh so everybody had it twisted but
Me I understood from the get go that what the was tryin' to put
In these motherfuckin' ass niggaz' faces

Was the fact that it's a whole bunch of kings here
And as as you takin' care of yo' business
And king shit you a king
What these niggaz shoulda been to do
Was tryin' to get close to the
And get some understandin' about the of game
He was tryin' to put in these niggaz' ear holes

Understand I'm sayin'?
So I'm back I'm watchin' the game from the sideline
what I'm talkin' 'bout?
And I'm seein' all these ol' pussy ass out here
'bout they this and they that, but they really ain't doin' nothin'

'Cause motherfuckin' paper ain't right
When I see them in the street, diamonds fake
Know what I'm talkin
They shit cut right, ya shit ain't right
Shit cloudy and chipped up, what I'm talkin 'bout?
And them niggaz talkin 'bout they trill

Don't know what the motherfuckin' word mean
Know what I'm talkin 'bout? comin' from the O.G. style trill
Know I'm talkin 'bout? Not these ol' fake ass niggaz
Tryin' to come on the scene later on and tryin' to take glory for shit
Some other niggaz paid dues for, know what I'm 'bout?

So this is what is, we Georgia and Texas together
All you ol' ass niggaz that ain't down wit' the play
Move on to the side, all you old school rappers 'Pac say
You niggaz flabby, lookin' like Larry
Back yo bitch ass up and, and, and, and move for the south
'Cause it's our to shine, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Now do this shit