Luyện nghe bài hát Slump

From front to back street, listen, we on a
To get right, workin street corner in the
Picture the scene, fiends with fire
Ten dreams, scheme, for a sack of that, believe that
I'm wit whateva like
Stuck servin my raw
Drop sixty-two off the brick, back
over now that's mo' money to get
Slick, we to lick on this corner without gettin caught
But time, keep a sleepin and money short
that crooked cop Brock think we blow slangin (fuck him)
That why he through the hole with the do' swangin
But I make moves, shake tricks up out they shoestrings
Be more when we do things
Cause life is shakin the dice, but I buck back twice
five-deuce, fo'-trey, okay

I'm strictly dirty dirty
Gone it to the t-top
and bred up on the street top
Get to the money and the spot
And hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm stressin dirty dirty
Gone it to the t-top
Born and up on the street top
Get to the and the sweet spot
And hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops

Shit, and robbers niggas be bound to get them dollars and cents
They get in a slump like players when they short on they rent
Anything goin you ain't knowin how much YOU spent
But in the real world you by these ladies and gents
Who around you cause you be buyin all the weed and all the chicken
Feedin everybody, em out
When you was broke though was missin
Now you ridin bout fo' deep, startin to tear up suspension
And your baby on child support, my fault, forget to mention
You don't even a checking account wasn't thinking about no pension
I to work at Steak 'N' Ale, Old Gold off in the kitchen
Had determination and graduated, now I got the rap world fascinated
I wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family so I it
Continue to sell dope, payin the bills so you gon' do it
But legislation got this new policy, three and you're ruined
Now where your at? Yeah

I'm strictly stressin dirty
represent it to the t-top
Born and up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" we see cops
I'm strictly stressin dirty
represent it to the t-top
Born and up on the street top
Get to the and the sweet spot
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops

Ay, me and my buddy on the cut and they we serving em slabs
We better watch what we doing, and out for Joe Nab
And re-ing up and standing on this same old block
Before our gangsta ass partner get of us shot
talking cause they making some flow
But still ain't did nothing that ain't been before
You can't be to showcase, just put it down for your spot
And and work with that little you got
So I when I finish selling my last sack
I'mma take some of this money, go and give some
Cause people won't about the time you gave, knowmsayin?
And start thinking bout a to pave

I'm strictly stressin dirty
Gone represent it to the
and bred up on the street top
Get to the and the sweet spot
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
I'm strictly stressin dirty
Gone it to the t-top
and bred up on the street top
Get to the and the sweet spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" we see cops