Luyện nghe bài hát Slump

From to back street, listen, we on a mission
To get right, workin street corner in the
Picture the scene, these with 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, jump
Twenty now that's mo' money to get
Slick, we fin' to on this corner without gettin caught
But time, keep a sleepin and money short
Plus that crooked cop Brock we blow slangin (fuck him)
That why he ride through the hole the do' swangin
But I make moves, them tricks up out they shoestrings
Be precise when we do things
life is like shakin the dice, but I buck back twice
Like five-deuce, fo'-trey,

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

Shit, cops and robbers niggas be bound to get them and cents
They get in a slump like players when they short on they rent
Anything goin you ain't how much money YOU spent
But in the real world you surrounded by these and gents
Who around you cause you be buyin all the weed and all the chicken
Feedin everybody, em out
When you was though they was missin
Now you bout fo' deep, startin to tear up your suspension
And your baby mamma on child support, my fault, to mention
You don't even 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
to sell 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 at? Yeah

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

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

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