Luyện nghe bài hát Street Cinema

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

Think not, what the war burdens for certain
You be laying no shirt in the dirt with blood squirting
Knocked out and stomped out with and timbs
Piss in your face, 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 swarm exit on next shit
You the paramedics, we on poles doing calisthenics

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

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

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

Never stall a hundred grand to break ya fall
Leather glove face
Go gat packing, car burglars 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 credit due, yo niggas is man
Know the game and they caught up in "Where's my slice man?"
have to say it twice man

Sign of the
Money and marijuana if you ain't catch it the time
Me and live and shine every segment on the regent
hard until the jeans look pregnant

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

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

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

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

You sick 'cause niggas look different now
tighter 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 club girls V.I.P. smoking
Scoping now she open holding Trojans
the life we got girls kissing the dice
Two keys for one rice probably fixing it

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

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

Street cinema, cinematics, streets in it
Street scenery, ballers in the street
Street cinema, 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 what?
That is trash