Luyện nghe bài hát Street Chains

1]
Straight from the side
Blood gang we heavy, fuck dare me
I turn into Freddy, my fingers
house jumpin' like Monta Ellis
We out the teli when we outta town
Uzi on deck, phone ringin' off the
that's the plug
Ocean bedroom baby
See showers and I just put some fish in my tub
Hold up I ain't playin', niggas say they I say eeh
old song I don't dance
Heater on my waist than a frying pan
If you don't see what I'm saying I give your ass a eye exam
I ain't playin', guns in my I ain't prayin'
spittin' venom, Spiderman, I'm enhanced
I'm at peace, pants cost at least about a grand
I'm advanced like Japan, got more sand Sudan, lord

And life nothin' but a long day
And tomorrow nothin' but a long way, away
You know the haters in all sizes, all shapes (okay)
That's why I had to get a more trunk space
Gotta insurance on the trap house,
Got the trap house pumpin' like a heart
Got the trap pumpin' like an 808
Boom an 808

2]
I could fly around that need a tarmac
I just landed in Cuba need a hat
I gotta get the raw back I need a
I put the shit on horseback and my own ranch
From where don't talk smack, they just snort smack
I turn your head to an open hot sauce
I tell the bitch some true lies and some facts
Boy I'm drownin' in the syrup a short stack
Ooh, 187, 211, mask on, Wayne Gretzky
Stunt my ass off, heavy
Your bitch get passed on, chain
Train smoker, plain never
Had a date with the devil, then I changed
I'm a trained killer, a paid killer
Better yet Saddam nephew
no love
That's the bottom of my heart
I pull up and paint yo' whole fucking red
And get out of my car and my art
Then at my thoughts
My bitch from Atlanta got eyes like a Hawk, she see why I'm a
I just got another ticket on the Bugatti
While it was
Now I don't talk, bitch I don't wanna talk
Lean in my punch, I decided to spar, anybody war?
I'm excited to start, get indicted tomorrow, I be out by the morning, before I yawn
Stay in ya' lane, I remind these little boys, is victory lane, now do I need a horn?
The struggle is real, and the too long
I'm my will, and I'm typing my won't's
Lord please, Kilo's
Cause my bitch act she like Pinot and cheese
I dropped out of class so I'm zero
I can out-think a shrink, she can deep throat a
I can hijack a brincle, my sweet soda
I'm a freak-show to
I'm spitting bars, hope my bartap is cheap
I'm a hard man to reach, I'm newborn and
I'm too hard for beat, I'm the heart and the beat
The Chong and the Cheech, my long as a speech
Roach look like a leech, I'm too for the brief
I'm too for the priest, with this chrome on your teeth that get blown out yo' cheek
Like my bitch mixed, like Island Tea
She don't hide her figure, she hide her feet
I'm the head nigga, prodigy
And bitch shine, like Connery

And ain't nothin' but a long day
And tomorrow ain't nothin' but a way, away