Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

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

Nah nigga motherfuckin' win
if all this shit go out the window right now man
I'm all too familiar this shit
My I'm straight ya dig? Please believe that 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 and the boppers
The and the poppers
Let me up my Impala, boy holla at my partners
And I'm straight hey 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 was a humble one, a hustler I'ma son of one
me how to number run, I went from that to number one

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

Buck, niggaz say, What? he see me raise up
Just wanna see the little boy nuts exchange
Old niggaz whole face
'Cause I spray the nigga's face up
Wet the from 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 no case bruh
You can sell to me, that's

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

Hey you can keep the game and the fame, the haters and the
Just 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
in the town that I'm holdin' it down
So I'm straight hey shawty I'm

Okay now, now 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 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
I'm in the A wit' the King, or in Detroit in the snow
I'ma pro, whether it's movin' snow or movin'
between me and you, I can get it for the low

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

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 hey shawty, I'm straight

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

Snowman bitch, I two seaters
a cold world, so I keep two heaters
I'm straight, you ask somebody
fact nigga you can just ask me me

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

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

Fuck bein' broke, this a reality
While you mad at ya girl, ya betta reality
Gotta crawl 'fore you walk, you gotta think 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 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 town that I'm it down
So I'm straight hey shawty I'm

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

He ruffled a lotta niggaz' feathers
But niggaz didn't really 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 faces

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

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

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

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

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