Luyện nghe bài hát Street Cinema

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never stall a hundred grand to break ya fall
Leather glove smacking
Go gat waste packing, car car jacking
Me I'm safe and I'm still in it for life man

But life's a gamble
So everyday a niggas rolling a dice man
Credit go where due, yo niggas is nice man
Know the and they caught up in your "Where's my slice man?"
Shouldn't to say it twice man

of the rhymes
Money and if you ain't catch it the first time
Me and mine live and every segment on the regent
hard until the jeans look pregnant

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

Marlon Brando concealed with three best the bill
Aiyo Kirk tell them chill each one wanna clench the bill, for
Don't safe cracking resort to tracking
Prints computer hacking, skeet through the tracking

a block packing, nigga stash yo ash
Either act you know or you best go ask
See my Lex go past give niggas the
Class grass until the whip crashed

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

You sick 'cause niggas look different now
tighter rhymes written hell niggas is living now
And we spitting wow them kids is hot I need a dub
Nigga we see the love rock a block beat a

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

Kicking down bikes they fall dominos
in a row
Rock a block with kinda dough

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

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

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