Luyện nghe bài hát Round My Way

[B.G.]
UPT baby, this how we do my way
struggle, they struggle and they hustle
But you cant the hustle, feel this

Nigga, I be comin wit dat drama you cant even duck
Buck, buck, off the top, nigga you cant even
Baby Gangsta, heart stopper, car
I tote chopper, I'm quick to stop ya
You heard that drop ya
I'm wit some killas, we'll break it on down
Yo think they an organization, we'll take it on down
in '97, it's the place to be
They M-11's nigga and 223
Erase faces all day, AKs get
That's how it be down around my way
V.L., UPT, The 13th
I represent no matter what, respect or me
Let me live round 1, and it's all on you
I retaliate, you think the statue of fall on you
Valence snort so much 'til nose get sore
It's time to graduate, bags aint the job no mo'
Now a and some dope, tap dat green vein
blunts sometime, it's all about that bank
My don't pump lemonade, it pump battery juice
Make me pump the finga up when I'm after you
Now I strap a big dick by the sign
You heard I'm yo bitch, so you grabbin yo 9
Movin up you got it on yo mind
up for that pussy, you must don't mind dyin
I leave ya folks cryin, you take out the policy
50 G, it's accidental so it increase to hundred G
And when it come,
I'm louder,
my way

Nigga, you be real in the UPT
You wanna be packin that steel in the UPT
I know you heard that them creep in the UPT
Niggas be leavin them white in the UPT

[B.G.]
My is hot wit killas, ATF be hittin
Niggas slangin and snortin, if we we splittin
I put G's on the map, leave in laps
I hit da stage with drama, niggas to scrap
See my straight thugged out
You in my hood slippin, nigga you get out
Ya body layin there, but ya spirit is out
On V.L., it's when the coke drought, you assed out
you hear my name, nigga, you hear my street, nigga
When you hear my street, nigga, you think six deep
You think six feet deep 'cause you I kill
You spot me comin up the block, I'm in black wit a grill
You see, we macks, Glocks, and choppers
Playin wit hoes, nigga slip we got ya
Rest in Peace, Hooley Hoo, 13 death
Thug 'til he die, now my at rest
ounces by the half, birds by the half
Whatever you want we have, we got it on the half
My people Big Stan, open shop
Funky and Trimmings, 10 dollars a whop
If you real you it, fake yo ass get shookin
Fo' you can look, you hit bitch, yo life get
If you think, stay put, or the fire from the K
If you aint from Uptown, from round my way

Nigga, you be real in the UPT
You would be packin that steel in the UPT
I know you heard that them creep in the UPT
Niggas be leavin them white in the UPT

[B.G.]
my way nigga hustle, from crooked cops we fled
Niggas struggle to support habit, gotta keep that monkey fed
Catchin every week, misdemeanors and felonies
Playin hatin is a disease, beware of jealousy
If you ball you hated on
If you do bad dats what bitch done waited on
Caveman, dats my bitch
brother Pete we on Valence 'cause we all in the click
Man Pookie took a fall, this ho to rott ya
Nigga I got ya, just stay click wit all the partnas
I'ma ya, Hooley Hoo nigga did 'em foul
I had to watch 'em get out from under a fuckin house
He diserve it
Joe is an old G
I take his advice, he one of the old G's on street
Funk and Clarence upstate, but hey touch down
Soon as ya thinkin, hustlin down uptown
Ya we aint, Lil Baby just hit the street
From that 13th, took a lil cake, now the nigga see I see
He wit me
My nigga Pete just got 2 years, he gon'
But Lil lookin at 5, that aint shy
Nigga gon' bring noise like a
gettin outta jail, it's gon' be a hot summer
Better yo thinkin and be ready to spray
If not...
You gon' get bucked down nigga, my way

[B.G.]
Aww, man
I just got one more