Luyện nghe bài hát JoHn Muir

Bellin' through the street, y'all
had a mothafuckin' weed card
I'm down to flatline a nigga, never soft
Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street,
Bellin' through the street, y'all
I was thirteen my mothafuckin' heat, y'all
Nigga caught cases tryna take fuckin' screen off
I could put fuckin' life on the recall, uh, yeah
Lookin' for the with the ass
Got an ice chain a nigga gettin' cash
Three different blowin' up because I'm crackin'
Tryna turn a dollar to a million, ho, what's
laces, for my shoestrings
Pistol on me, this in her g-string
Ridin' in my Coupe-Ville
with my mothafuckin' locs, steel
Fig side niggas keep a fiend
bird, hit a kil', I ghetto hoop dreams
Tryna strike me out before I finish
I was just a square nigga I took my 52, oh, yeah, ayy

Bellin' the mothafuckin' street, y'all
Bellin' through the street, y'all
We love, we go
We rise, we go
Our pride, we
We love, we go

Bellin' through the street, y'all
Tryna get mothafuckin' weed off
Gang injunctions me where we can't go
Shoot me in my back because my
Heard I got a stripe on my record then it's
Cops effin' at my record, told 'em what I knew
I was in my nigga car garage, yeah, I'm shoot
I was out here sellin' dope at 14, it do?
I was out here fuckin' hoes at 14, it do?
I was ditchin' class, grade, yeah, I'm Groovy Q
Ain't no biggy when the small nigga rob, loot
Pop a nigga on his mom's porch, his brother too
Nigga lost his first fade nine years school
Nigga tryna get the Js, Chucks sick as flu
Runnin' from the crash unit like my name was State
On my nigga's handlebars get our groove on, yeah

Bellin' through the street, y'all
Bellin' the mothafuckin' street, y'all
We love, we go
We rise, we go
Our pride, we
We love, we go