Luyện nghe bài hát Street Chains

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

And ain't nothin' but a long day
And tomorrow nothin' but a long way, away
You the haters come in all sizes, all shapes (okay)
That's why I had to get a little more space
Gotta on the trap house, Allstate
Got the trap house pumpin' a heart rate
Got the trap house like an 808
like an 808

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I could fly around that bitch need a
I just landed in Cuba need a hat
I gotta get the raw back I a format
I put the shit on horseback and my own ranch
From they don't talk smack, they just snort smack
I your head to an open hot sauce pack
I tell the bitch some true lies and some false
Boy I'm drownin' in the syrup like a short
Ooh, 187, 211, mask on, Wayne Gretzky
Stunt my ass off, chain
bitch get passed on, chain letter
Train smoker, smoke plain
Had a date with the devil, I changed schedule
I'm a trained killer, like a paid
Better yet Saddam nephew
Nigga no
from the bottom of my heart
I pull up and yo' whole fucking block red
And get out of my car and my art
Then smile at my
My bitch from Atlanta got eyes like a Hawk, she see why I'm a
I just got another ticket on the Bugatti
it was parked
Now I don't wanna talk, I don't wanna talk
Lean in my punch, I decided to spar, want war?
I'm excited to start, get indicted tomorrow, I be out by the morning, before I yawn
Stay in ya' lane, I remind little boys, this is victory lane, now do I need a horn?
The is real, and the Bible too long
I'm writing my will, and I'm my won't's
Lord please, Kilo's
Cause my bitch act like she Pinot and cheese
I dropped out of so I'm zero degrees
I can out-think a shrink, she can deep a tree
I can hijack a brincle, my sweet soda
I'm a to freaks
I'm spitting these bars, hope my bartap is
I'm a man to reach, I'm newborn and deceased
I'm too hard for beat, I'm the heart and the beat
The and the Cheech, my blunt long as a speech
Roach look like a leech, I'm too for the brief
I'm too wrong for the priest, with this chrome on your teeth that get blown out yo'
Like my bitch mixed, Long Island Tea
She don't hide her figure, she don't hide her
I'm the head nigga, like
And bitch I'mma shine, Connery

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