Luyện nghe bài hát Street Cred

My name is Mane Laflare and I don't really care.
I'm headed to the top maybe I can you there.
6 flags imma ride what I wanna ride.
I the police mix ma name up in a homicide.
They say I'm crazy I get that from ma momma's side.
Sometimes I feel sad like the day wen my grand mama died
These niggers hate on me so bad but I don't why
Probably they can't a seat next to me in the sky.
But if you a black eye, I gladly oblige
You niggas mo pussy than lil kim and Minaj
And if u wanna and scrape me then come on and try
Today I'm not in ma best mood, fuck and you die
HUH !

(Chorus)
I got Cred, Yea
I got beef don't
I ya, I double dare ya (unknown) (x2)

I got Cred, Yea
I got beef caarree
I dare ya, I dare ya (unknown) (x2)

This track is my canvas im gon paint some on it
A bullet with name on it, do you want it?
I neva run confrontations, I run to the fight
Tonight's, the you might get Kimbo sliced you f***ing right
Whatchu mean so icy boys don't tote chopper toys
All in north Georgia slanging boulder bails like boys
All in florida, bottle water, even Illinos
Sucker bust a grape, so homie kill the fuckin noise
I be in queens New York, there I got
When I touchdown in NY, I dare you fuck with me
I know you wish I go to jail, but you stuck with me
AR 15 hit your homie, and he die

(Chorus)
I got cred, yea
I got don't care
I dare ya, I ya (unknown) (x2)

I got Cred, Yea
I got beef don't
I dare ya, I dare ya (unknown) (x2)

Im to ride at anytime
I guess I'm too full of pride, I told big getts???, I guess I get from my daddy side
I'm getting confused I like the day my grand daddy died
Never thought I'd be a target, of the FBI
When they threw me in the cell, I what the hell
ma momma its gon be on, soon as I get out of jail
My brother came to see me, and I told him I all is well
And kiss my little precious niece and tell her that her uncle
See I do not play, get that from my Trey
I to joog, I guess I... get that from my cousin Sug
Love to drink I like to smoke, get from my uncle cody
And like my big uncle go, you try me I might cut your
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(Chorus)
I got cred, yea
I got don't care
I ya, I double ya (unknown) (x2)
I got Cred, Yea
I got beef don't
I dare ya, I dare ya (unknown) (x2)
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