Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

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

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

You can the car, the clothes, the money and the hoes
Just gimme a couple of O's, 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 fill up my Impala, boy holla at my
And I'm hey shawty I'm straight

I gotta of V's wit' the kits, MPV's on my wrist
A lot of glamour and glit's but shawty I need that
My beginnin' was a one, a hustler I'ma son of one
Taught me how to run, I went from that to number one

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

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

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

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

Hey you can the game 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 the clones and the clowns, the throne and the crown
Well-known in the town that I'm it down
So I'm straight hey I'm straight

Okay now, now when I spit it, I it how I live it
Every verse I ever gave ya, it was fact, nothin'
I'ma Livin' no stuntin', no reppin'
You can check my track record, I'm respected

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

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

But that's nuttin', everybody say they gotta
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
Just gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the
And I'm hey shawty, I'm straight

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

Snowman bitch, I ride two
It's a cold world, so I keep two
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 talk eight balls all day?
You should try standin' wit' eight balls all day

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

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

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

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

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

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

Was the that it's a whole bunch of kings down here
And as long as you takin' of yo' business
And doin' king shit you a
What these shoulda been tryin' to do
Was to get close to the nigga
And get some understandin' the type 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
Know what I'm talkin'
And I'm seein' all these ol' pussy ass out here
Talkin' 'bout this and they that, but they really ain't doin' nothin'

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

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

So this is what is, we bringin' and Texas together
All you ol' bitch ass niggaz that down wit' the play
Move on to the side, all you old school rappers 'Pac say
You niggaz flabby, like Larry Holmes
Back yo bitch ass up and, and, and, and move around for the
'Cause our time to shine, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Now do this shit