Luyện nghe bài hát Slump

From to back street, listen, we on a mission
To get right, workin street in the midnight
Picture the scene, these fiends fire
Ten dollar dreams, scheme, for a of that, believe that
I'm wit whateva like
Stuck servin my raw
Drop sixty-two off the brick, back
Twenty now that's mo' money to get
Slick, we fin' to lick on this without gettin caught
But time, keep a sleepin and money gettin
Plus crooked cop Brock think we blow slangin (fuck him)
That why he through the hole with the do' swangin
But I moves, shake them tricks up out they shoestrings
Be precise 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 represent it to the
Born and bred up on the top
Get to the and the sweet spot
And forever hollering "Hootie Hoo!" when we see
I'm strictly dirty dirty
Gone it to the t-top
Born and up on the street top
Get to the money and the sweet
And forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops

Shit, cops and niggas be bound to get them dollars and cents
They get in a slump like baseball 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 hang you cause you be buyin all the weed and all the chicken
everybody, smokin em out
When you was broke though was missin
Now you ridin fo' deep, startin to tear up your suspension
And your baby mamma on child support, my fault, to mention
You don't even have a checking wasn't thinking about no pension
I used to at Steak 'N' Ale, Old Gold off in the kitchen
Had determination and graduated, now I got the whole rap world
I wanted a piece of the pie for me and my 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 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
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

Ay, me and my on the cut and they 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 of us shot
Niggas talking cause they making flow
But ain't did nothing that ain't been done before
You can't be trying to showcase, just put it down for your
And and work with that little you got
So I think when I finish selling my last
I'mma some of this money, go and give some back
Cause people won't forget the time you gave, knowmsayin?
And start thinking a path to pave

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 forever "Hootie Hoo!" when we see cops
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