Luyện nghe bài hát Slump

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

I'm strictly dirty dirty
Gone represent it to the
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the and the sweet spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" we see cops
I'm strictly stressin dirty
Gone represent it to the
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the money and the spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see

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

I'm strictly stressin dirty
Gone represent it to the
Born and up on the street top
Get to the money and the spot
And hollering "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 money and the sweet
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see

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

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