Luyện nghe bài hát My Streets

We smoke dubs on hot
Watch creep
Drop hits of in 3's
Blow up police
As they drive down my
In ugly ass caprice
Walk away and say
Watch tramp ass hood
Walk with fake gats
Poppin of x lax
Beat em down and on the rail road tracks
Bunch of hoes that ball
a bunch of hacks
Can't handle 6
But I to relax
Cause im to react

bitches wanna compete
You to be made obsolete
And wind up on the
As I out my heat
But yo ass is used to
So you become
Now you wanna come up to me wit
let me brief
Ima murder you like I did the of police
Run off and up NBD
Take the and run
Go by some tight ass Detroit
Get blazed up and
to the crime scene

I get a rush off the trouble I
As I break the city
And leave in aws
they wonder y I did this
You damn I did it
And ill do it
I as well be blacklisted
I don't even exist
So am I to do
Wait for a
so my album can debut
But when will I be
And become a artist

is how it is on my streets
We walk around and carry
Cause lost all belief
But this no time to grief

I should write a song about the hell I
As I get up and traumatized
And listen to still I rise
And wonder y I try
can't be two of us
So I better
im a drunken
and I ain't worth the fuss
I get on the mike and jus
About how I kill a bitch named russ
Strangle him and beat him over the
his own bed post
cause I hate talking hoes
and weak ass homos
who don't wanna throw with me
youll find you ass hangin dead a tree

is how it is on my streets
We walk around and carry
Cause weve all belief
But this ain't no time to

I don't shit from peeps
I ain't got no
After I put you 7ft
anger needs to be released
Cause the insanity increased
So am I to do
at bitches in drive throughs
Walkin around at every crew
to kill everyone even you
Cause of this from when I grew
I see you around drunk
And run you over in my
it was an accident

Cause how it is on my streets
You wouldn't about that
So put that fake gat