Luyện nghe bài hát Standin On A Corner

[Game - 1]
Big blunts in the air, I dont even
Spilling Ace of Spades on my all white
in my J's
I got every pair, they put out '85
Cus a nga bout his
Hoes all up in my ear, cus im
Try to go for bottle with us,
Can't do it, we runnin through us
So competition throw the in
We over here, fireworks up in the air
Bitches with good hair, cus you know we to spark
Bobby Ray walked in, Wiz about to park
The bout to start, jewelry glowing in the dark
We got all the bitches wet, Skylar Diggins the ?
and you your boy is sharp, cus she in my bed
I her take her clothes off, and open her legs
Keep them Louboutins on when she head
Cus you know my favorite colour RED!
Im gettin bread im

Chorus]
Standing on the
my logo
I got my dime in the crib, iron in my
Soon as boy hit the streets, you know that I'm clean
So fresh and so clean, Outcast what I mean
I throw Andre 3000, one in the changer
And I ride through the hood, with out one in the chamber
You know i used to be broke but now nga im it

[B.o.B - 2]
As I roll up up, I sit and laugh in amazement
As how all started in bottom of a basement
Back when i got started, nga saying "your is basic"
Now when you mention me, you must say Grammy
All these drunk of hate, they basically wasted
Call a cab for these ngas, cus aint gon make it
Can please tell me just where Bobby Ray is
Well prolly faded, prolly in a spaceship
Prolly outside of his mind, cus you he crazy
But I kind of dig his style, its contagious
Man them doing him all kind of favors
I mean, it's gotta be outrageous
Well, I tell you what it is
More people tell me they down, the bigger that I get
But I just keep doing my thang, cruise in my own lane
And let suckas complain

[B.o.B - 2]
Im standing on the corner, the world go
I got my dime in the crib, holding up dolo
Soon as boy hit the stage you know the screaming
Its pandemonium, if you know what i mean
I that Eastside up, Compton to Decatur
And on the Westside, I hit the Game up

[Wiz - Verse 3]
I used to be on, now the ngas listening
Big talk, big joint to spark
These Jordans on my feet, that's hoe big money
give me head, like she don't need body parts
Running my city like the King of New
Poppin' champagne, hit him with the
so good, nga need a fork
And i hard, nga need a court
The way lil give me brain, i swear she must have been a dork
Durrrrrr, you know me i keep one up
with my bitch from overseas, where my Porsche from
And these ngas get no love
I be weed, getting rich, f-cking they bitch
Letting you spend all of m, sending her on trips
I meet her there, you know, 'cus you smell the weed in her
You worried bout me keeping it player, instead you
her fair, don't need to look, she in the air

[Wiz - 3]
Standing on the corner, talking shit
You ain't saying nothing, just hating of him
Every time i'm in my car i'm smoking green
Even though this real life, its like a scene
I ain't in the club if I Blaze Up
It don't matter where I go, I'm throwing my up
Nobody used to me but but
Now a famous, now a nga famous