Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey you can keep the and the fame, the haters and the lames
Just some cocaine 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-known in the that 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 I ever gave ya, it was fact, nothin' fiction
I'ma Livin' no stuntin', no reppin'
You can check my track record, I'm respected

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

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

But that's nuttin', say they gotta story
Mine on 'Larry King,' theirs is on
At the end of the day, it seems to won't go
I guarantee The Heart of the Streetz you pray

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

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

Snowman bitch, I ride two
It's a world, so I keep two heaters
I'm straight, you betta ask
Matter nigga you can just ask me me

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

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

Fuck bein' broke, this a reality
While you mad at ya girl, ya check reality
Gotta 'fore you walk, you gotta think before you talk
Damn right they gon' hate, 'cause them niggaz straight

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

Hey you can the clones and the clowns, the throne 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 C know what I'm talkin 'bout?
Yeah, nigga want me to speak on some shit, know what I'm sayin'?
On the cool y'know young nigga T.I. jumped out
Said he was the of the south

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

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

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

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

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

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