Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

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

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

You can keep the car, the clothes, the 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 plexers and the
Let me fill up my Impala, boy at my partners
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 shawty I need that
My beginnin' was a humble one, a hustler son of one
Taught me how to number run, I from that to number one

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

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

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

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 that

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

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

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

I'ma gangsta in the game, go ask Lil'
Ask Judge Johnson, how many times he saw my
For, 'pistol here, pistol there,' here, violation here'
Betta ask Rank, I ran the 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 snow or movin' 'dro
between me and you, I can get it for the low

But that's nuttin', say they gotta story
Mine on 'Larry King,' 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 a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto'
And I'm straight hey shawty, I'm

Hey you can the dancers 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 aggressive, yeah, I just might be
But half the niggaz in the just like me damn
You wonder why a nigga talk eight all day?
You try standin' around wit' eight balls all day

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

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

Hey you can keep the and the fame, the haters and the lames
Just gimme 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 I'm holdin' it down
So I'm hey shawty I'm straight

Say it do? Young Pimp 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 nigga T.I. jumped out there
he was the king of the south

He ruffled a lotta niggaz' feathers
But niggaz didn't really understand what the nigga was talkin
and uh so everybody had it twisted but
Me I understood from the get go that what the nigga was 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 niggaz shoulda been tryin' to do
Was tryin' to get close to the
And get some about the type of game
He was tryin' to put in these niggaz' ear holes

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

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

Don't even know what the motherfuckin' word
what I'm talkin 'bout? This 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 paid dues for, what I'm talkin '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 Holmes
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 let's do this