Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

Yeah, yeah, what the fuck I gotta worry now?
you think after weatherin' the storm
And comin' from the extremes I came
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 this shit
My nigga I'm straight ya dig? Please believe that man hey

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 fill up my Impala, boy 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 humble one, a hustler son of one
me how to number run, I went from that to number one

Had a hundred ones, I bought a slab flipped one
Sold my little eighty east and said I need another gun
The littlest in the trap, and got it poppin' 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 niggaz face soon
'Cause I spray the nigga's whole up
Wet the from the waist up

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

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

Hey you can the game 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 throne and the
Well-known in the that I'm holdin' it down
So I'm hey shawty 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, fiction
I'ma Legend no stuntin', no reppin'
You can my track record, I'm highly respected

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

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

You can keep the car, the clothes, the 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 keep the and the boppers
The and the poppers
Let me fill up my Impala, boy at my partners
And I'm straight hey I'm straight

Snowman bitch, I two seaters
It's a cold world, so I two heaters
I'm straight, you betta ask
Matter fact nigga you can ask me me

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

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

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

Say what it do? 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 T.I. jumped out there
Said he was the king of the

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

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

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

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

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