Luyện nghe bài hát Street Bullies

[Intro: Louch]
Geah! Starks, whattup?
What it do

Ghostface Killah]
We street for cheddar, and that's our word
Pop bottles and spend money on chicks with
We the youth poetic justice, the kings and the
Our flows is vicious, check check, out my melodies

Wigs]
We with vocab to make the streets spaz
And I'm infatuated with money {?} grabs
Blow bags of purple 'til I'm purple like Grimace
Burn spinach cause it up flows, Shawn's a menace
Even watch "The Wire," the streets is political
Watch how the '89 analog switched to
It's a miracle, we gettin rich, offa
Millionaires open doors, split residuals
and still know how to act, spend 5 beams on jeans
Steady cream by the stack
I get my change, now go cop, a drink
And have a hoe butt-naked up by the sink
Blowin stink, and I don't see grass on the
So I'ma tear ass on that
The Doe Wilson walk with a bottle of Spades
Diamonds lookin like I in a cascade

[Sheek
Dee dee dee da dee, dee dee dee dee da dee day
You asked for Donnie G oh won't you come out and play
They know I keep that black girl, the guns and the AK's
I'm comin where you lay, and I'm gonna spray - hey!
Motherfucker what'chu at? The crook's back
Island got my back, Brooklyn niggaz let it clap
Half these niggaz ride out, Harlem keep it real
Bronx got a there, that's my little hideout
{?}, Rose, Donnie cake,
M6, no top on it,
Rubber grip, steel, the night look gray
Yeah, that fly shit, patch over the eye shit
Slick Rick, bruh, these be on my dick
Yeah I'm the new draft pick, about to get my ass
Street blastin, you ain't gotta ask it
Ghostface, Wigs, put you in a casket

[Sun
Can I, it? Yes you can
Can I, it? Yes you can
Can I, it? Yes you can
Well I'm - are you gonna miss me when I leave?
Besides this 8 times 5, got up in my sleeve
Guaranteed, ain't nobody around these
See the team, we don't sleep, cause niggaz need
We bleed different, we chase money, can chase dreams
Came a long way, don't that bread up in between
Tell 'em God you, load up that wop and let it ring ock
It's more than raindrops, when your nigga get scratched off
like his name dropped, when that thang pop
Y'all niggaz thought once too much, why your brain stopped
Lock and load both of them 40's I make the hot
You wipe that up with no shirt, that take mops
Out the window here's another let that bass drop