Luyện nghe bài hát Street Bullies

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

[Chorus: Ghostface
We bullies 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 gifted with to make the streets spaz
And I'm infatuated with money {?} grabs
Blow bags of that 'til I'm purple like Grimace
Burn spinach it keep up flows, Shawn's a menace
Even Barack "The Wire," the streets is political
how the '89 analog switched to digital
It's a miracle, we gettin rich, offa
Millionaires doors, split them residuals
and don't know how to act, spend 5 beams on jeans
Steady blowin by the stack
I get my change, now go cop, a drink
And have a hoe butt-naked up by the sink
stink, and I don't see grass on the field
So tear ass on that field
The Doe Wilson walk around with a of Spades
Diamonds like 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 please come out and
They know I keep that girl, the black guns and the AK's
I'm comin where you lay, and yeah I'm gonna - hey!
Motherfucker what'chu at? The crook's back
Staten got my back, Brooklyn niggaz let it clap
Half these niggaz out, Harlem niggaz keep it real
Bronx got a there, that's my little hideout
{?}, Rose, cake, souflee
M6, no top on it,
Rubber grip, stainless steel, the night look
Yeah, this fly shit, patch over the eye shit
Slick Rick, bruh, bitches be on my dick
Yeah I'm the new pick, about to get my ass licked
bullies blastin, you ain't gotta ask it
Ghostface, Wigs, will put you in a

[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 8 times 5, got tricks up in my sleeve
Guaranteed, ain't around these beez
See the team, we sleep, cause niggaz need green
We bleed different, we chase money, y'all can chase
Came a way, don't fuck that bread up in between
Tell 'em God sent you, load up wop and let it ring ock
It's more than raindrops, when your nigga name get off
like his name dropped, when that thang pop
niggaz thought once too much, that's why your brain stopped
Lock and load both of them 40's I the place hot
You can't wipe that up no shirt, that take mops
Out the window here's another bomb let bass drop