Luyện nghe bài hát Street Cinema

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But a gamble right?
So a niggas just rolling a dice man
go where credit due, yo niggas is nice man
Know the and they caught up in your "Where's my slice man?"
have to say it twice man

Sign of the
Money and marijuana if you ain't it the first time
Me and mine live and shine every on the regent
Coming until the jeans look pregnant

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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