Luyện nghe bài hát Street Cinema

Cousin cousin, I'm pissy drunkin'
How I smack you snuff him and buss him
What then? Nothing, you be shocked like stop
Your man laying there dropped laying there shot

not, what come the war burdens for certain
You be laying with no shirt in the dirt blood squirting
Knocked out and stomped out with and timbs
Piss in your face, you up, and do the whole shit again

Smack your men for in, and get our rob on
Rock on pop gone long gone your watch on
When cops swarm exit on next shit
You with the paramedics, we on poles calisthenics

So yo, get the fuck away my car move back
Aiyyo dudes pop the hatch and get those two bats for these
That get plus I'm to' from the flo' up, know what?
Dudes get off me let me go fuck that hold up

Street cinema, street cinematics, in it
Street scenery, ballers in the running
cinema, street cinematics, streets in it
Street scenery, ballers in the street

cinema, street cinematics, streets in it
Street scenery, in the street winning

Getting rich off the street, feins in the spinning
Many spent bent chocola sent
Moving more dimes a minute then
If I recall, fuck 'em all the way to ball

Never stall with a hundred to break ya fall
Leather glove face
Go gat packing, car burglars car jacking
Me I'm cracking and I'm still in it for life man

But life's a right?
So everyday a just rolling a dice man
go where credit due, yo niggas is nice man
Know the game and they up in your "Where's my slice man?"
Shouldn't have to say it man

Sign of the
Money and marijuana if you ain't catch it the first
Me and mine live and shine segment on the regent
Coming hard the jeans look pregnant

Street cinema, cinematics, streets in it
Street scenery, ballers in the street
cinema, street cinematics, streets in it
Street scenery, ballers in the running

Marlon Brando weep with three best the bill
Aiyo Kirk them chill each one wanna clench the bill, for real
safe cracking resort to face tracking
Prints computer hacking, niggas skeet through the

Rock a packing, nigga stash yo ash
Either act like you know or you go ask
See my Lex go past give the whiplash
Class smoking until the whip crashed

At last who prays to God for talents to Lord?
Time is toured not like on the Concorde
Sit back and laugh, we made it shake gravy
Catch me on 180 the Yankee Flip Avery

You sick baby 'cause niggas different now
With rhymes written hell niggas is living now
And we spitting like wow kids is hot I need a dub
Nigga we see the love rock a beat a blood

We be in a with girls V.I.P. smoking
Scoping now she posing holding Trojans
This the life we got kissing the dice
Two keys for one rice probably it twice

down bikes they fall like dominos
in a row
Rock a block with that dough

Street cinema, street cinematics, in it
Street scenery, ballers in the running
Street cinema, street cinematics, in it
Street scenery, in the street running

Street cinema, street cinematics, in it
scenery, ballers in the street running
Street cinema, cinematics, streets in it
Street scenery, ballers in the street

Yeah, Y-O in the
Sporty in the mother
a block, shot callers
9-7 and
And you know
shit is trash