Luyện nghe bài hát JoHn Muir [Explicit]

Bellin' through the mothafuckin' street,
had a mothafuckin' weed card
I'm down to flatline a nigga, never been
through the mothafuckin' street, y'all
Bellin' the mothafuckin' street, y'all
I was thirteen my mothafuckin' heat, y'all
Nigga caught cases tryna take your fuckin' off
I could put fuckin' life on the recall, uh, yeah
Lookin' for the with the ass
Got an ice chain 'cause a nigga gettin'
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, dunk this in her
in my mothafuckin' Coupe-Ville
Hoover my mothafuckin' locs, steel
Fig side niggas keep a dope
Ghetto bird, hit a kil', I ghetto hoop
Tryna strike me out I finish school
I was just a square 'til I took my 52, oh, yeah, ayy

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

Bellin' the mothafuckin' street, y'all
Tryna get this mothafuckin' off
Gang injunctions tell me we can't go
Shoot me in my back because my
Heard I got a stripe on my record it's true
Cops effin' at my record, never told 'em I knew
I was in my nigga car garage, yeah, I'm shoot
I was out here dope at 14, what it do?
I was out fuckin' hoes at 14, what it do?
I was ditchin' class, grade, yeah, I'm Groovy Q
Ain't no when the small nigga rob, gimme loot
Pop a nigga on his porch, kill his brother too
Nigga lost his fade nine years after school
Nigga tryna get the Js, blue Chucks as flu
Runnin' from the crash unit like my name was State
On my nigga's tryna get our groove on, yeah

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