Luyện nghe bài hát Street Army

P:

T R U!!! Silkk You In Here, No Limit For Life, I Got Seedy, I Got This, I Got The Hood On My Back Nigga, Walk Wit Me!

(Chrous) x3
Yo Ragz in the air we back my nigga,
i can smell a like shaq my nigga
you tried to stop me you hoes you can harm me
the new no limit is street nigga army

P:

My pops told me fall off yo bike then you get up
yo hood nigga throw yo shit up.
you dotn snitch you go to jail the codes of the street
nigga got a gun to yo head you to talk man? put me to sleep!
before i tell war or snitch on my homies
in the court room man these niggas are phony.
what happened to old when niggas died for honor,
i know some niggas in my hood a fucking on they mama.
i only with a chosen few a chosen crew,
bize, hotboy, drama, afficial, D's, and Hollelu.
you gotta respect the that stayed solid.
like corey, v them niggas on records island.
them niggas they aint gone represent no limit,
like long head paul me marlo and jimmy.
c murder doing it big and do the crime,
ya see my niggas dont snitch if life on the line

(Chorus) x2

I never like the navy so i the army,
been rockin my rags since they made atari.
dont speak to bitch niggas i dont to get drawn
i got a eye problem see me fucking with yall.
i i said it once dawg but now im saying it clearly,
if u wanna see a bitch look in the mirror.
no limit is the army we some til we die,
pistol gimem the word you know im gone ride goodbye!

Pete:

I Enrolled In The Army i looked back since,
i was on the block like tank shawn prince.
use to hustle off the we aint have no fence,
mask on no gloves they have no prints. Nigga!
i turn a slice of bread a loaf,
we live death before ima stick to the oath
its a fact the fiends needles of smack,
ima hustle until i got diesel than shaq.

(Chorus x2)

everybody listening so i put somethin in ear,
they think p miller just somethin that i
yeah see the we got,
is real enough to come out the booth and make the of the block.
so i stop when we got moving along,
u hear me speak more than its usually a song.
and even tho we in the playing
they say And Carl wont kill u but a hater will.
my meal ticket startin to cash in
key movin when i bail on my last win.
everybody start the bottom,
til u find yaself chasin til u run into problems

i got street credibility every hood feeling me,
heavy good while u tearing up christmas trees.
my religously beat down my enemies,
peep how i these weak lames listen.
i speak flames and heat brains,
im untamed you need a lil more help maine
cause 45 unlocked and aim my gun cock and bang
this shit is bad for your maine.

(Chorus) x2

P:

i know yall street niggas out there can appreciate a nigga coming from the mother fucking hood and do somethin else, but yall young niggas thats taking the game and fucking it up, nigga i was hustlin before most of you mutha fuckas was in school, kids under me children (Chiren) glorifying getting shot, real dodge bullets, banging on whacks, man niggas dying in the hood man been hiding money, mutha fucking the rap game fucking it up and the snitches fucking the dope game up maine we gone
brang this shit back to reality tho ya heard me, dont make me take my off and whoop one of dez lil bitches!