Luyện nghe bài hát JoHn Muir

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

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

Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street,
Tryna get this weed off
Gang tell me where we can't go
me in my back because my afro
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 car garage, yeah, I'm tryna shoot
I was out sellin' dope 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 the small nigga rob, gimme loot
Pop a nigga on his mom's porch, his brother too
Nigga lost his first fade nine years after
Nigga tryna get the Js, Chucks sick as flu
Runnin' the crash unit like my name was State Farm
On my nigga's handlebars tryna get our groove on,

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