Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

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

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

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

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

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

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

Another nigga that too late for
Hey bruh, bet any nigga came from that?
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 gimme some and some wood I can slang
And I'm hey, shawty I'm straight

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

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

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

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

But that's nuttin', everybody say they story
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 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 plexers and the
Let me up my Impala, boy holla at my partners
And I'm straight hey shawty I'm

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

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

Somebody pray for me, I know nothin' else
Why should I you, when 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 these beats,

bein' broke, this a reality check
While you mad at ya girl, ya betta reality
crawl '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 and some wood 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 known in the town that I'm it down
So I'm hey shawty I'm straight

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

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

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

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

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

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

So is what is, we bringin' 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 like say
You niggaz flabby, lookin' like Holmes
Back yo bitch ass up and, and, and, and move for the south
'Cause our time to shine, know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Now let's do this