Luyện nghe bài hát Street Cinema

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never stall a hundred grand to break ya fall
glove face smacking
Go gat packing, car burglars car jacking
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 due, yo niggas is nice man
Know the game and they up in your "Where's my slice man?"
Shouldn't to say it twice man

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kicking down they fall like dominos
in a row
Rock a block with that kinda

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

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

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