Luyện nghe bài hát JoHn Muir

Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street,
Never had a mothafuckin' card
I'm to flatline a nigga, never been soft
Bellin' the mothafuckin' street, y'all
Bellin' the mothafuckin' street, y'all
I was thirteen with my heat, y'all
Nigga caught cases take your fuckin' screen off
I could put your fuckin' on the recall, uh, yeah
Lookin' for the bitches the ass
Got an ice chain 'cause a nigga cash
Three different blowin' up because I'm crackin'
Tryna turn a to a million, ho, what's happenin'?
laces, for my shoestrings
Pistol on me, dunk in her g-string
in my mothafuckin' Coupe-Ville
Hoover my mothafuckin' locs, steel
Fig side niggas keep a dope
Ghetto bird, hit a kil', I ghetto dreams
Tryna strike me out before I finish
I was just a square nigga 'til I my 52, oh, yeah, ayy

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

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

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