Luyện nghe bài hát Street Cinema

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

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

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

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

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

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

rich off the street, feins in the street spinning
Many moves spent chocola sent
Moving more a minute then sprint
If I recall, fuck 'em all the best way to

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

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

Sign of the
Money and if you ain't catch it the first time
Me and mine live and shine every segment on the
Coming hard until the jeans look

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kicking down bikes they like dominos
in a row
Rock a block that kinda dough

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

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

Yeah, Y-O in the
Thievz in the mother
Rock a block, callers
9-7 and
And you what?
That shit is