Luyện nghe bài hát Street Bullies

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

[Chorus: Ghostface
We street bullies for cheddar, and our word
Pop bottles and money on chicks with curves
We the poetic justice, the kings and the Yankees
Our flows is vicious, check, check out my melodies

[Shawn
We gifted with to make the streets spaz
And I'm with money like {?} grabs
bags of that purple 'til I'm purple like Grimace
Burn cause it keep up flows, Shawn's a menace
Even watch "The Wire," the streets is political
Watch how the '89 analog to digital
It's a miracle, we rich, offa visuals
Millionaires open doors, split residuals
and still don't know how to act, spend 5 on jeans
blowin cream by the stack
I get my change, now go cop, a drink
And a hoe butt-naked washed up by the sink
Blowin stink, and I don't see on the field
So I'ma tear ass on field
The Doe Wilson walk around with a bottle of
Diamonds lookin I flossed 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 black girl, the black guns and the AK's
I'm comin where you lay, and yeah I'm spray - hey!
Motherfucker lookin at? The crook's back
Staten Island got my back, Brooklyn let it clap
Half these niggaz ride out, niggaz keep it real
Bronx got a shorty there, that's my little
{?}, Rose, cake, souflee
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 bitches be on my
Yeah I'm the new pick, about to get my ass licked
Street bullies blastin, you ain't 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 gone - are you gonna miss me when I
Besides this 8 5, got tricks up in my sleeve
Guaranteed, ain't around these beez
See the team, we don't sleep, niggaz need green
We bleed different, we chase money, y'all can dreams
Came a long way, don't fuck that bread up in
Tell 'em God sent you, load up that wop and let it ock
It's more than raindrops, your nigga name get scratched off
his name dropped, that's when that thang pop
Y'all niggaz thought too much, that's why your brain stopped
Lock and load of them 40's I make the place hot
You can't wipe that up with no shirt, that take
Out the window another bomb let that bass drop